National Poetry Month!!!

Its National Poetry Month and most of us are quarantined. So in the honor of this month and for poets everywhere make sure you support poets near and far. Why not quarantine and poetry!!

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Every morning you paint the sky a new masterpiece. At dawn your mercy new. At dusk your favor poured out.

Everyday you water the ground and nurture the earth a new harvest. A new first, a new beginning.

Will you paint me a masterpiece? Awaken a new dawn in me for mercy to dwell in? Pour out your favor on my setting?

Water me, nurture me and I will be a new harvest, a first and a beginning.


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Mistakes Happen…

You can be as prepared as you can be and mistakes can still happen.

So you practiced, researched, studied. You had everything prepared but something went wrong. Yep, that was me.

I had the awesome opportunity to be in a video with other talented poets focusing on Black History Month. I was prepared. I memorized my poems. I practice every line. I made tweeks to how I would say specific stanzas. I even practiced in the mirror. I walked around my bedroom pacing and practicing until it was perfect.

The Big Day Comes..

I wake up. Eyes still closed. Feeling the sun peaking through the curtains. I say a silent prayer, thankful for the day. Stretched and got out the bed refreshed. It was early so I had time to enjoy a quiet morning. Did my normal morning routine. Practiced some more!!! Recited and paced yet again. I was ready! I even prepared a back up and had my notebook in my purse, just in case.

The time is here. I arrive and I’m early. Like I said, I’m prepared. I meet the other poets, who weren’t strangers, and I’m comfortable. I sit on the side lines and they all did amazing, as always. We chatted it up and I recited more in my head.

Now it’s my turn. I’m ready!! Confident and excited. I get a mic on. I’m standing on the mark surrounded by bright lights. The countdown starts and the red light turns on….Action!!

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I was prepared and sure. But that red light.. That darn red light was intimidating. The second it came on I just couldn’t get my words out. I fumbled and fumbled over my words. I had to just give up with reciting it from memory and read it from my back up. Boy was I disappointed in myself.

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This is what I learned…

There is the phrase, “Proper planning prevents poor performance”. The 5 P’s of success. I believe Stephen Keague said that. Had I properly planned? Now that was the question.

I believe I did. But nothing, I tell you nothing prepares you for the nerves that show up. It was something about looking into a camera that just got me all messed up. I had done this poem 100 times in front of people. I had recited and memorized it to where I could see the words on paper with my eyes closed. But this… It was different. I was so hard on myself. It haunted me. But hey, it’s said that we are our own worst critics.

Sometimes no matter how much you prepare, there may be certain elements that you don’t figure into your planning. Maybe I should have practiced recording myself. Maybe I did properly plan. Was my performance poor?

No, it wasn’t. I did what I came to do. It wasn’t the way I planned. But all went according to plan. Sometimes the nerves win. Sometimes you can plan and plan and plan some more but things change. You have to be willing and ready to adapt. I properly planned to forget all lines. I had my back up journal in my purse! So I planned to adapt. I planned for the just in case. In the end, when I sit back and think about it I didn’t bomb it. I didn’t fail. I completed my task even if it meant I couldn’t do it the way I envisioned.

I properly planned to have a successful performance.

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I miss you even on the brightest of days.

Some how the sun is artificial when you’re not around.

©2019 Tehilayah Ysrayl

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Its been a minute!

So its been awhile, I know. I have been very busy. Children are out of school and I have been keeping them busy so they don’t drive me up a wall. I’m learning and appreciating time off my electronic devices. It’s freeing!

But anyway…

Time is approaching and on June 30th 2019, I will be spotlighted with 2 other talented poets. We have actually gotten together and collaborated on a poem. It’s amazing. I’m super excited and super nervous at the same time. I’m still checking the list of poems that I want to present off. My pen has been busy because I wanted to bring new content. I will be reading from No Idle Word as there are a couple of poems I want to share. The goal is to post pics and video of the event at a later time here on No Line Left Behind, so stay tuned. If you are in the Fort Wayne, Indiana area stop by and check us out.

So sprinkle a little hope energy in the atmosphere. I hope all goes well for us all. Always remember leave no line left behind.

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Healing comes like early morning sunrises

Comes like birds announcing spring’s arrival

Like morning dew between blades of grass

Healing comes like rain on a hot summer’s day

Comes like laughter with tears

like the wind in your hair

Healing comes because its expected

though its not seen

it’s hoped for

I hope you enjoyed this poem. Please be on the look out for the release of No Idle Word. Coming to a book shelf near you. Remember leave no line left behind and breathe.

Wisdom Wednesday..

Hey there lovely people. I hope your day is bright and going well. There is only one piece of wisdom I leave with you today.

“Pray for your victories. The struggle is not the destination”.

I have been thinking about this all morning. I woke up thinking about victory. What does it mean to you to be victorious? We all go through life’s struggles but we dont have to stay there. Yes, its easy to wallow in it. It’s easier not to face struggle and to coward down in it’s face. But what good is that? What good is it, that you lay down and give up? What if the very thing you need is right there around the corner? What if it’s a knock away on the door of opportunity? If we give up and coward, we never learn what victory is.

Be victorious today. That extra mile you wanted to walk but didnt think you could make it, walk it. That promotion you want, go for it. They can only say no. Look “No” in the face and say move, so that you can get to the next opportunity. You got this!

Stay tuned…New Blogs and Content…More Poetry… No Line Left Behind… Just Breathe!

Fall Through..

He said his lips

were holy

Said that I would ascend

to new heights with his kiss.

Didnt know

that when I kissed him

I would fall through his love

instead of into it.

© 2018 Tehilayah Ysrayl


Quiet Time…

Take the time to sit quietly. Enjoy the peace of stillness. Silence the chaos around you. Defeat your anxiety. Taste your smile. And do it as often as you need so that you can be a light even to your self, so you can find the path back to you!

Make the rest of the week great!

Remember, No Line Left Behind!!

“The Vibe”

Hey, there beautiful people. I don’t know about you guys, but there is a certain way this girl writes poetry. I call it, “The Vibe”. I personally don’t like to write assigned poetry. I really suck at it. For example, write me a poem about a little yellow bird. Yeah, can’t do it, lol. However, I don’t knock it either. I’ve read some great poems written that had a subject matter assigned to them. The people that have that talent are truly awesome. But for me to pick up the pen, there has to be a “vibe” to it. Every time I have ever tried to write a poem with an assigned subject it was an epic fail. My all wasn’t put into it. So, I write when the vibe comes. And if it just so happens, that it falls into the assigned subject it’s a win-win. I just have to have the “vibe”. If you are like me then you always have a handy dandy notebook and pen hidden somewhere on your person when the vibe comes.

So, what is the vibe? Well, the vibe is the inspiration. It’s the feeling that you get when you see a photo, a person or even hear a word. It triggers something in you. Whether that feeling is from pain or joy. You get this feeling in your gut. Sometimes it’s an ah-ha moment. It may make the hairs on your arms stand up. Tears may find themselves leaving tracks on your face, and anger may cause your nostrils to flare, so you write.

The Vibe is a dance with language. It’s the tango with metaphors and the cha-cha slide with stanzas. Its a waltz with a haiku and a 2 step dance battle with the spoken word. Yesss! It’s “The Vibe”.

Have you ever had that vibe broken? Whew… it can be the worse. Can you say, “flow wrecked”? You lose that rhythm and the poem seems to lose its passion. If “The Vibe” can be described in a better way, it would be PASSION! Can we get a do not interrupt the vibe sign to tape on our foreheads, lol? I’m laughing but being a karate mom and a wife I need one.

The vibe has a rhythm of its own. If you’re are not careful you may dance with two left feet and that’s not good for the lines on the page. I find that when I stay in rhythm with the vibe my poetry is not idle. It heals and provides an increase that subject driven poetry doesn’t bring for me. I imagine that the greatest poets also let their pens dance to the rhythm of “The Vibe”.

What’s your favorite poetry writing style?
Vibe or No Vibe?
Post your comments.
There’s no wrong answer. It’s all love.

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