Poem: Sweet Potato Pie

Written by empressjournee

Photo credit: Juno Jo

……………………………My comfort meal,

shows on my stomach, on my thigh;

Void of false dream lingers, as I wipe my eyes;

tear drops, tell tales:

I miss Him.

I miss Him.

“Is that true?”

Or maybe it’s’ the magic, you left in my heart;

The long years—waiting, since we had part:

I close my eyes and reminisce,

The moments of joy—we’d shared;

I whisper:

Hold me.

Show me.

Tell me you love me,

Be true and that’s no lie!

Empress Journee


About the author


I was born in Jamaica West Indies, immigrated to the United States of America at the tender age of ten. I've had the great privilege as an uprising reggae singer to perform as an open act for various great singers like Dennis Brown, Calypso Rose and others I admired. I also had the great opportunity to meet Dr. Bettye Shabazz and other great leaders. Because of my divine supreme using giants and various people to help develop within and allowed the higher God consciousness of my mind to see the greatness and love in me. I consider myself a wildflower, singer, poet, writer, and a great performer. I am working on strengthening all areas of my spiritual gifts. Peace and Blessings!