Poetic Travel of Life: Book of Poetry and Short Stories

By Miche’al Goodwin

POETIC TRAVEL OF LIFE Poems and short stories that Inspire, Uplift, and Encourage you on your life Journey

Poetic Travel of Life is little glances of life. My life as well as so many of your lives. They were written to INSPIRE the creativity in you, UPLIFT you when your down (laugh, smile, enjoy life it really is what you make it) and to ENCOURAGE you to move forward in your poetic travel of life no matter what the obstacles. Loose yourself in the words and flow of each poem and enjoy the journey!

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Jul 8, 2013
• ISBN: 9781475992175

Miche’al Goodwin

My name is Miche'al Davida Goodwin, aka FaEva Mikki. I am the proud mother of five beautiful children. I was born in Cleveland, Ohio to Evangelist Agnes M. Fitzgerald Hopkins and Reverend George A. Hopkins, raised in Fort Wayne Indiana. Business Major, loves reading, music and writing poetry. I have a strong faith in and a deep relationship with God. I love working with children and young adults. I strive to enjoy all parts of life. Love traveling, boating, camping, as well as long walks, anything that keeps me in tune with nature. Writing Poetic Travel Of Life have taking me through some difficult times, made me smile and keeps me encouraged to keep striving to reach higher heights in life.

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ISBN: 978-1-4759-9216-8 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4759-9217-5 (ebk)

iUniverse rev. date: 05/31/2013

CONTENTS

Preface

Chapter I: Life

Life

Smile

Pause, Breath,

My Worth

Love Drops

The Unborn

My Teddy Bears

Beats

Lover Of Life

At This Time

Believe In Yourself

Mirror

Check Mate

Cool Female Pimp

Tomorrow Isn’t Promised

Are You There

Best Friends

Do You Remember Me?

Escape

Racism Is Still In America

Our Future Leaders

A Tragedy In The Usa

Chapter II: Love

Love

You Are My Rhythm

Flirtation Of Music

F U N N Y H O W M Y H E A R T B E A T S… .

Here I Am Waiting

Here

His Eyes Smiled

I’m In Love With A Man

Just Live

Questions

You

I Once Thought I Was In Love

But You Loved Me

Matters Of The Heart, Got To Be More Careful

Can We Go

With You

Just Because

Love Is…

Love

The Sound Of My Heart Beat

Until Eternity

Chapter III: Relationship

Relationship

Family Is…

Happy Father’s Day

Old Shoes

The Child Inside A Mother’s Heart

What About Me

My Man

Words

You Are Always Here

True Pimptress

Music Calms The Soul

Chapter IV: Spiritual

Spiritual

Morning Stretch With My Father

Dear Lord I Pray

Have You Looked In The Mirror?

Picture Of Love

Man, Woman Thou Art Blessed

Greatest Creation

Mikki My Child

At This Time

There Is A Battle Within

What Should I Wear?

To Be That Woman

Take Me Out Of The Box

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This book is dedicated to my mother Evangelist Agnes Fitzgerald Hopkins, whom I strive to have the fight in me that she had in her. A mother of seven, that fought in the community to save so many lives. She was known as The Mother of Nations devoted to caring for and changing a nation.

I love you Momma

Preface

My earthly mother is Evangelist Agnes Fitzgerald-Hopkins, My earthly father is Rev. George A. Hopkins. I was born July 2, 1969 in Cleveland, Ohio. We moved to Fort Wayne, Indiana when I was a little girl.

We got up every Sunday morning and went to church. My dad was the Pastor. We had bible study every day around the table. My dad was also a musician, so we sang as he played the piano… He was a humble man, very quiet… . My mom was a strong willed lady, very out spoken and feared nothing, she sang just as powerful as she spoke. She would go and snatch prostitutes from the streets and challenge their pimps. Gang members knew her as Momma and would meet up and eat with her in the same place at the same time… . I watched my momma closely and was totally amazed at her strength. My mom and dad divorced at a young stage in my life, and things changed for us.

All my life I have known God and loved Him, I have always talked to Him and listened to His guidance as a little girl . . . . One day while playing, I heard a voice that told me to run home and tell my mom we had to escape, I ran straight home, told my mom, we left out the back door and the cops bust through the front… . See my mom stayed fighting the cops, so they was always after her, threatening to take us for any given reason… . Didn’t stop her for talking and speaking and fighting in the community… .

Now while always told that I was beautiful, had a heart shaped face and a beautiful smile… . I was the baby At the time (Why am I telling this? I don’t know… Only God knows). Dad was gone and mom was fighting to save the community. And I was being molested… . Now much of it I had blocked out, but smells, like the smell of Vaseline or the smell of an attic bring back memories. Small closed up spaces bring me to a state of anxiety… . I remember one day watching my brother and sister play outside from the attic window, because I was on punishment for whatever reason, and then pulled from the window to be molested while I listened to my siblings laughing and playing… . I hated the smell of attics for a long time. Didn’t tell my mom about it for a long time, I was scared to death of this person, and I could not tell you today who it was and what he looked like, it is blocked from my mind, but I can tell and remember the whole thing… I only started talking about these things a few years ago, and releasing myself… . When you go through things like that, it can affect you in different ways, you can become hateful, gay, angry, a molester, have relationship problems or have mental problems… . and sometimes God