Simply Stacy Poetry

A Lyrical Journey For the Heart & Soul

The Journey To Loving Me and She…

I literally had to become an adult before I learned how what I think manifests into what I speak and what I speak ultimately turns into what I do.  Women I encountered outside of my mother, unknowingly taught me how to dislike other women, without knowing them.  I became conditioned, not because of what I experienced, solely based off of what I “learned” by hearing to “size her up.”  Now, let’s put a little bit of logic to how a person heals, transforms, and grows out of such behaviors.  Learned behavior develops in layers, year after year after year… thick and stacked high!  It takes time to remove those layers, thought processes over time, but God can do anything and He can do it quickly (His quick is not our quick though ha ha!) Something happens to break through one or a few of those layers and as each layer is peeled away, the freer that person becomes, their thoughts change, ideas change, perceptions change.  That’s exactly what happened to me… and the root of why “I didn’t like her… without even knowing her… is because I didn’t like me.”  I had to first learn to sincerely love me, I had to believe what I said about me, for real.  You know we live in a world where it’s easy to pick up a mask, place it on, live for the day, take it off, go to sleep and do it all over again day after day, month after month, year after year.  I did that, lived behind the mask of false confidence, I didn’t like what I saw when I looked in the mirror and that made it easy to dislike others, women especially, especially women who had confidence.

God broke through to me, me being completely unwilling of course… but He did.  It was in those moments, I learned, that when God sets out to accomplish something in you, it will get done and the sooner you say yes, the more impact He will have.  He gave me two daughters… they came from me, I couldn’t teach them the ugliness that resided in me.  The process began of loving me, because of how much I loved them.  I had to first accept and love the color of my skin.  I am dark skinned and within my culture and outside of my culture, I was made to feel that dark skinned women aren’t beautiful. I bought into those lies, I didn’t like the skin I was in and on top of that, I have an overbite, I walk with a limp due to a birth defect, I’m big-skinny (fat stomach, small legs, big chest, fact face) LOL, I know, silly… but I didn’t like who I saw when I looked at me, thought about me.  I remembered the words of life my momma spoke over me as a little girl. I started to believe the words my husband affirmed over me, and the how my daddy said I was beautiful. It started there, I knew when I looked at my daughters that they were beautiful and I wanted to make sure they believed that about themselves when I told them that.  In doing that, I was reminded that I couldn’t expect them to believe me, when I didn’t believe my own mother’s words.

Anyway, God began to break down the layers and with ever layer removed from me, I was able to see my fellow sister in a different light.  I found myself after about a 15 year delayering process loving me.  I loved the beauty, the variety, the originality of women.  My black sisters, were becoming works of art in my eyes, no longer beings that I disliked because of my own insecurities.  She was the epitome of beauty to me. When I looked around I saw different types of women, shapes of women and it encouraged me.  I was inspired to accept my originality and now I want to be surrounded.  I am interested in learning about the different gifts each woman possesses, I want to embrace my fellow sisters of my culture and other cultures, identifying with our similarities and understanding our intricacies.  I want to kill the stereotype that I’d once made my reality… “Women just don’t get along.”  That’s a false statement that I want to bury with every woman that God blesses to connect with me.  I love me…. and now I can love she because we are one in the same, originally made.


July 26, 2015 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Love Beyond Fantasy: When Real Love Meets the Road Radio Show!!

Hi WP Family!!!

I’ve got to do better keeping up with you all, you guys are such an AMAZING SUPPORT to me!  I wanted to share with you all an endeavor my husband and I have embarked upon… an online radio show!  Love Beyond Fantasy: When Real Love Meets the Road.  We broadcast live every third Tuesday of the month on Blog Talk Radio… we discuss relationships of all kinds, friendships, love relationships, business relationships… toxic relationships, fulfilling relationships, healthy relationships, draining relationships…. ALL TYPES.

This month’s episode is entitled, “When Keeping It Real Goes RIGHT!”  We we will be chatting with DC Natives, Abdul and Tonika Mahdi as they share with us how communication, honesty and no excuses keep them strong and in love!  We’ll have some music and definitively good conversation… won’t you join us? Tuesday, April 15th at 9p EST — Got a cell phone, you can call and listen in at (310) 742-1879; got a tablet or a computer? Even better! Tune in at

Got a question for us? Email us at or tweet us at @lbfradioshow

Hope y’all will tune and tell a friend!


April 4, 2014 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Spoken Enlightenment: The Power of Words…

Hey WP Family!!poe

I hope you all are safe and warm during this cold blast — I’m being productive, at least I’m trying to be 🙂

I want to invite you all out to a FREE spoken word event scheduled to take place in Lilburn, GA on Friday, February 28, 2014.  Spoken Enlightenment: The Power of Words… 14 artists coming together for a night of poetry and art raising funds for a local community member who is in need of a kidney transplant!  

When: Friday, February 28, 2014  Doors Open at 7p; show starts at 7:30p
Where: New Mercies Christian Church Youth Sanctuary
            4000 Five Forks Trickum Road, NW
            Lilburn, GA 30047

Register for your free seat at:

Check out the lineup here –>

Hope to see you out!!


February 13, 2014 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Refocused, To Make Better Choices…

Service was really good at New Mercies today; I needed that, it was reiteration of the Word given back at the end of last year and I’m refocused, have been in refocus mode for about six weeks. I thank God for reminders like the Word that went forth today.  We need a healing, this world, the Church, needs a REAL healing. You know what’s funny about that though? God wants to heal us, but we choose to go against Him, mock and judge others who decide to walk with Him, box Him into religion and traditional practices, dismiss Him or pull Him out when it’s the “right” time to call on Him — how can He move when we make choices not to choose Him?

So, what do you do? Yes, of course you pray for as many people as you can, for as much change as you can. Then what? You do, as much as He equips you too — feed a homeless person regardless of their skin tone, make a stranger feel at home, give out of your overflow and even in your lack — forget about the religious rhetoric and assure God that in spite all that’s against Him you have His Back. Yes, I believe in Jesus Christ, that I won’t apologize for, in my heart I believe He saved my life — evened the score. I won’t argue with anyone about my beliefs, I’ll just keep believing, loving Him, sharing His principles and doing the best I can to grow into a better WOman every day…

If we just took a moment to stop, look around and ask ourselves, what good is our arguing, hateful spews, and judgmental views doing for a dying world? A dying community? For that family who needs food to eat? If they were white and you were black would you deny them a sandwich for their kids because of their hue? I could go on and on, but Lord I’ll leave this up to you.


December 1, 2013 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , | Leave a comment

Simply Stacy Poetry – Booking for 2014

Hey WP Family!!

I’m being proactive, reaching out to secure poetry opportunities for 2014.  I am a clean poet and I won’t hide the fact that a large of my poetry is spiritual based and the sole goal of every piece I write is to please God.  I write about love, life, and growing in God.  If you’re interested in hearing some of my work please visit and click on Gallery!  If you’re looking for a poet to perform at your birthday party, celebrations or venue events please connect with me at


November 25, 2013 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , | Leave a comment

A Letter To My Sisters

I owe you an apology

For judging you

Without having known what you’ve been through

For setting expectations on you based on my experiences

Sister, dear sister

I apologize to you

Jealousy reared its ugly head in me

And I was too filled with pride to say I’m sorry

For not embracing you

Encouraging and empowering you on through

Instead, I rolled my eyes and said…

“She thinks she’s cute…”

For that, I am saying I am sorry to you

My sister

Created by God’s Hands too

I have no right

To cut my eyes at you

To cause you pain

Stress or disdain

He called you too by your name

When we were created

He intended for us to come together

See God knows there’s strength in numbers

Our strength combined

Could hold nations together

One sister at a time

But O satan

He came to kill steal and destroy

So he started with us

Planting the seed of discord

I have no reason not to like you

But my insecurities within

Won’t allow me to have the gift of being your friend

But today my sister

The separation ends here

Today, I uplift you

Today, I offer my hand

I ask you to forgive me

And I pray to God

To heal our land

Today is a new

Today, sister, I walk hand in hand with you

As God intended for us to do

We will come together and bless Him Name

If He can use no one else

He will be able to use me and you

A Letter To My Sisters


November 20, 2013 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , | Leave a comment


Yesterday, October 26th was an interesting day an emotional day. I woke up from a wonderful night of performing poetry and enjoying music with some GREAT artist friends. When I opened my eyes and got myself together, reality set in that today was the day I was going to the memorial of my dear friend’s father.  I had to be strong; this memorial affected me in more ways than one.  You see, I mourned for my friend because I understood what it meant to lose your father. Our stories were parallel in this experience because her daddy was  military vet, so was mine, her daddy died from liver cancer, so did mine and her daddy loved her with all his heart, so did mine.  I went, the service was beautiful but I cried…HARD. I cried, it reminded me of my dad’s passing, I looked around and it was like a poem coming to life — I saw the love of her family, it was genuine and I cried even more. 

Since my mom died 22 years ago, the tight bond of love amongst family for me has been non-existent.  What I mean by that is, outside of the intermediate family: dad, brothers and sisters; the cousins, aunts, cookouts, holiday dinners, simple get togethers went away.  My daddy wanted to continue that, but he soon caught on that people wanted to deal with who they wanted to deal with and you had to forge the relationships set before you.  My dad died June 2012, I remember sitting in the room at the hospice watching him fight to breath…I couldn’t cry, I tried but I couldn’t. Sitting in that church yesterday, listening to the family talk about the love that filled the room of my friend’s dad when he passed, how they embraced and prayed, I cried even more.  That was beautiful, I pictured it vividly in color it was beautiful. I was mindful of how hard I was crying because I didn’t want to offend my friend’s family, I didn’t know their loved one that well but my tears were real, I was hurting for my own reasons.

The service concluded and I won’t lie I practically ran out of the place. I got to my car, sat for a moment and pulled off. I stopped to get gas and decided to park to send a few texts. I paused, I text some people who were key players in ensuring the event I hosted the night before was successful.  I found myself texting my friends, letting them know how much I love them, what they mean to me and that I didn’t want to wait till they were being memorialized before I told them how important they are to me.  I sat for a while, not sure why I did, but I did and I finally pulled off an entire hour later after I’d left the church. I drove off, quietly. I turned on my iPod and drove along and as I was headed down 285 and I caught a glimpse of a woman, she was walking vigorously, as if she had somewhere to be. As quick as I saw her, was as quick as God spoke to me…. “Stop and pick her up…” so I did. I pulled over into the emergency lane and waited for her, as she approached my car, I rolled my window down and asked her where she was headed.  She said I’m heading to work. We were at exit 41 her job was exit 37 and she was walking with all her things.  I had to thank God for even positioning me to help her; when she got in the car I simply said, “God will supply all of your needs.” She thanked me and we rolled along.  She went on to tell me how she is caring for her sick husband and couldn’t afford to miss work.  She told me she needed to be there before two so she got off the bus and started walking because she knew she wouldn’t make it before then and look at God, I picked her up at 1:40p.

I dropped her off and I thanked God for that opportunity; it reminded me that God still directed me… God can use you, He wants too. Allow Him to lead you!


October 27, 2013 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Spoken Enlightment: A Night of Poetry & Music

Hey WP Family!!

I hope you all are well, that your weekend has been good to you!! I want to take time out to invite those of you that are in or near the Atlanta metro area to a FREE event “Spoken Enlightenment.”  It’s a night of poetry and music, sponsored by the New Mercies Christian Church Source Singles Ministry!  We will be collecting funds to directly donate to breast cancer survivors who need resource assistance, such as medical bills, treatment costs, day to day bills that they can’t pay because they aren’t able to work.

This event is taking place on Friday, October 25TH AT 7:30p at New Mercies Christian Church, 4000 Five Forks Trickum Road, NW, Lilburn, GA 30047.  We will have 12 poets and 2 singers ready to knock your socks off with some poetry and music!  This event is FREE and open to the public – if you’d like to come out for it, please register at (this is to ensure we have the seating set up to accommodate all attendees).

It’s going to be a GREAT time!! Check out your lineup —–>


I hope you can make it out and if you do, please stop by and say hi to me, I would love to meet my Word Press Family!!

October 20, 2013 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

We Need To Be A Community

Today, I had an experience that broke me out of my comfort bubble. I sat in a room filled with men and women who overcame domestic violence. I heard the story of a child who heard his mom’s last words spoken, “What are you doing with that gun,” before he heard the shot fire off that took her life… I heard the story of a woman who medicated herself profusely in an attempt to outrun the beatings she sustained hourly at the hand of the man who professed to love her for better or worse…the story of a man who was taught not to put his hands on a woman but endure razor cuts at the hand of her, urine in his coffee, slaps to the face and guns to the head awakening him from his sleep… oh what my heart heard…

The story of teenage girls being slapped, raped and subdued by their 16 and 17 year old boyfriends…teenage boys being slapped, spat on, punched by their 14 and 15 year old girlfriends, who threaten them by saying, “if you say something, no one will believe you anyway cause I’m a girl and you’re a boy. If you tell you a punk….”

Yea, this is happening in your neighborhood, to someone at your church, the artist you sit next too at the events you attend, to that lady that asked you to spare some change so that she could make a call to the man she knew was clocking her… it’s happening — what do you do? Start by praying… being aware, asking questions, be a little nosey and just in case you aren’t sure when to tap in, ask God, He will tell you. How do I know this works…cause NO SOONER than I witnessed this event did God send a woman my way that needed help, normally I would’ve kept going but I stopped, asked and God positioned me to help her….I walked away hurt, heart heavy b/c I wanted to do more — give more — help more… We have to start being a community today!! Pay attention to what’s happening around you

I Am Valuable Mentoring Program™



October 13, 2013 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , | Leave a comment

Breaking the CHAINS…

In this journey of sharing poetry public, releasing books and CDs I’ve been given the privilege of meeting some AMAZING men and women who are doing HUGE things to help a hurting community! I’ve been invited to attend a FREE event taking place in the Atlanta metro area tomorrow, October 12th entitled, “Breaking the Chains.”  This event is being brought to the community by Angel of God Outreach to help men and women who’ve survived domestic violence.  WP, I want to invite you to come out and bring as many people as you’d like to support these wonderful men and women and if you’re in the position to donate to the cause please do!  Your donations will go toward providing resources to survivors who are transitioning, providing them resources to start over and fund therapy for survivors — your money will be working.

Come on out if you are able!!

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October 11, 2013 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

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