Category: Inspirational

Gif image The bell tolls with a jubilant melody. I still feel the joy! I remember the hope! I remember creamy-cold and soon on the way up! It’s a favorite on the block. A little frozen? No matter - that makes it even better! Those were the days of growing up. Those were the days [...]

Images taken by: Daphne Knox McClain

Maternal Grandfather:Papa James My Father: David Sr. Father, Brothers & Nephew Happy Father’s Day to My Loving Husband!❤️

I. Red clay beneath feet White, soft sand between my toes Life returns to earth. II. Rolling hills slope down. Thunder crumbles the loose dirt- Ground is not the end. III. Bugs crawl upon it. Snails roll around upside down. Stars dancing on soil. IV. Ant hills-burrows-sprouts The signs of life now present. Beautiful axis. [...]

The Waters of Tybee Island, 2021 taken by Daphne Knox McClain I. Your soul is a wave. It floods through a designed vein; it carries your pain. II. Dear Lord wash me clean; create in me a new heart, that sees my friend’s tears. III. Oceans wide and deep, cannot prevent your promise, to overcome [...]

I. Blazing beneath me, my feet are grounded in faith; knowledge is my heat. II. Walk into the fire; fear not the heat of life’s ire; prove thyself worthy. III. Fire turns into smoke, leaving my thoughts as heart’s mist; loneliness leaves a blister. IV. Orange, red, yellow blaze, you are the defining glow; are [...]

Breathe against my skin; watch me exhaling old love, inhaling pure love. - Daphne Knox McClain Breezy are the miles- that crisscrossed our love for years; finally, we’re still. - Daphne Knox McClain Calm days windy nights- listen to your soft voice hum; wishing you were here. -Daphne Knox McClain Sailing through the air; gliding [...]

I dedicate today’s blog to my own father, David E. Knox, Sr., (United States Army Veteran) and to all veteran’s who served our great country!

This poem is dedicated to the memory of my maternal grandmother, whose youngest daughter, my Aunt Rosetta, was laid to rest yesterday by our family, on my grandma Doris’ birthday. Grandma Doris, whenever you left home, you would exit the door walking in your high heels shoes with your head held erect, a serious look [...]