A Sister, a Poet, a Spiritual Spoken Word

By Trina Brigham

A Sister, A poet, A spiritual spoken word is a collection of stories arranged in a poetic context. A Sista A Poet A Spiritual spoken word expresses the complexities of life from various perspectives concerning, life, love, and a relationship with God. Author Trina Brigham has used examples of her personal experiences to relate to her readers as she embraces her experiences of life, love, and spirituality

A Sister, A Poet, A Spiritual Spoken word searches the mind body and spirit. This book confronts fears and questions that most people never make evident to themselves or others. This book exposes the inadaquaince of our nature by speaking truth as the Holy Spirit bear witness and utterance to foretell the present and future. Under Gods anointing insight by revelation God has blessed me to be able to talk to the hearts of his people giving me insight and instructions to warren his people through a form of poetic doctrine.

A sister, A Poet, A spiritual spoken word has been divided into three categories to give the reader a clear understanding of how each part of our well being is essential to our growth and must be acknowledged and nurtured in order for us to grow as we complete our journey of life.
Sista represents the physical women her weakness her strengths and vulnerability. The poet represents the search of his journey as he identity with his own purpose through lifes journey. A spiritual spoken word speaks values to it readers bearing as a witness to the spirit that words serve as a key factor to address the issues that give power and authority to speak things in existence

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 14, 2013
• ISBN: 9781483620527

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Copyright © 2013 by Trina Brigham.

ISBN: Softcover      978-1-4836-2051-0

ISBN: eBook           978-1-4836-2052-7

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Dedication

I would like to dedicate this book to God without him this book would not have been possible.

I can do all things through Christ that strengthens me.

To my mother thank you for believing in me.

Thank you Davia Jackson for all Your support.

To the late Willie Lee Brigham thank you for your wisdom your words will continue to inspire me.

To the late Dottie Owens thank you.

I can now see the vision thanks for Your encouragement. R.I.P.

I would like to give special thanks to Diane Thompson.

Contents

SISTER

Beyond Measure

Issues of the Heart

Love Zone

Can’t nobody Judge me!

Centric

Cougar Momma

Diamond In The Rough

Egocentric

Forgiving the Unforgiving

Ghetto Walls

Hating On Me!

Inside Of me

Ka Trina

Keeping it Real

Poetry In Ghetto Motions

Under Appraised

Walking Miracle

POET

A Prophetess Intro

Birthed Out Mother Earth

Caught Up

The Belly of the Beast

Ready Eagle

Focus

Ghetto Shadows

Ghetto living

Hate destroys hearts

Friend or foe

Hood Mentality

Time Warp

Hidden Ideals For Varieties.

Questions beyond the Ghetto

SPIRITUAL SPOKEN WORD

A Second Chance

Called Out

A Letter to the church

Crucified

Hate Blocks The Blessings

Naked

No Cross No Crown

No Weapons

Signs

Sowing Into The Kingdom

Strong Hold

Tell My Children

I Declare and I decree

The Eyes of God

Things to Come

Who says there’s no God?

Word

The Bio

SISTER

Beyond Measure

Big round curvaceous like mother earth and her fullness thereof.

Face full as the moon scales turn up not once but twice.

Cause I realize I’m not average I’m larger than life…

I tilt the scales beyond the cosmos…

Realizing I’m light years ahead of my time…

I travel with ease through space and time…

And…

Like ecliptic shadows I cover the sun…

For it is love that over shadows me…

It consumes me like the air that I breathe…

It compliments my personality…

So don’t be overwhelmed by what you see…

I’m just a big woman living in a small body…

I’m a sun on top and a moon on bottom…

Like the figure eight I have no beginning and no end…

Infinite beyond measure trace me once, twice you got to start all over again…

My silhouette curves like an hour class in a figure eight motion…

Breast big as gazebo melons juicy as watermelons…

Body stretched to its limits like rubber bands…

It is the almighty that created me in this skin…

Now rather I’m small or rather I’m big…

I love the woman who is housed within…

I’m beyond measure wider than all out doors…

Curves that define feminist underlying the roundness and fullness that completes me…

Well rounded without placing any limitations upon me…

Birth out the canal of the great abyss…

I tweak the scales with a twist…

I wear a double helix rainbow skirt around my waist…

Stars drapes from my wrist…

My approach has rhythm like a drum beating in the mist of the Congo’s…

My roundness to my bounce beyond measure…

My sway a treasure…

My presence a pleasure…

The earth rumble’s beneath my feet to announce my presence…

When I speak the atmosphere stands still at attention awaiting my next command…

And

Like dots and periods at the end of each sentence…

You have to stop and pay attention…

I’m like a centric symbol many circles revolve around me…

Incomparable to a grain of sand compared to a pebble…

I’m enormous in size beyond space and measure…

Infinite in consciousness and