Mental Illness not just a topic of discussion. A subject that many distance themselves from. As if they will suffer severe repercussion. The true reality of this illness is cast down. Ignored and simply dismissed.
Biological and spiritually. This illness is growing fervently in our very midst. It’s no one’s fault. It’s not an excuse. It’ not meant to be embarrassing.
No matter how you may feel about it. Mental Illness in our communities does exist. Genealogy throws many unexpected minds. Into what can become a permanent downward spiral. Cast into a valley that feels more like a dark and consuming vault.
Respond in love towards those that are suffering from this disease. Starting off with love in your heart. A compassionate mind when dealing with this illness. Love, compassion and a helping hand will put so many at ease.
Mental illness exist in our families’ and friends’ daily lives. This illness is a mental disease that can touch anyone Help is needed to break the so many out of this bondage of disease.
Love is the key in any matters of life. Start with love. Be a blessing to someone whose mind is filled with turmoil and daily strife.
Start with the love you have already deep within you. Trust that the Lord will indeed bless you.
God will give you every key you will need. To bring your loved ones through.
My name is Cheryl Denise Chandler and I have been writing for as long as I can remember. My very first publishing was through the YWCA here in Baltimore, Maryland. It was 1979 I work with the newsletter there. A couple of people on the staff took me to interview a very successful modeling agent. Mr. Travis Win-key. They had camera's, tape recorder and I performed my very first interview. I have a copy of that newsletter to this day wrapped in plastic. In 2008 I won Editors Choice for my poem “Disappointment and Anger”. Poetry. Com an affiliate of the International Library of Congress published my poem. The anthology named “Collective Whispers”.In 2010 I reached my goal of having 35 poems copy-written through the Library of Congress. This April 1,2014, I discovered April is National Poetry month. My birthday is April 7, how I never had knowledge of this is beyond me. Since then I have written 54 poems, entered several poetry contests and signed up for 3 very helpful newsletters.I won Honorable Mention from Famous Poets. My poem “My Blanket of Promise” is published in their 21st Anniversary Celebration Anthology. Famous Poets of the Heartland. The poem was also recorded on Audio CD. Famous Poets commissioned Mr. John Campbell whom is well known for playing Hamlet, in Shakespeare Plays.Just recently in this new year 2015 I have been contacted once again. Two more of my poems have been selected for Famous Poets anthologies. My poem, “Gracefully Upon Us” will be published in their antholgy Great Poems of the Western World. My poem, “Endearing Always Forever” will be published in their antholgy. Heartland Poets both will also be recorded on CD. I am so very gratefull and honored for this priveledge.Poetry Nation selected my poem “My Shoes” to be published by Eber &Wein Publishing. Their multi-series, Across The Way. Subtitled: Rivers. December 12, 2014 Eber & Wein Publishing included me in their call, for the most accomplished amateur poets of today. I submitted my poem, “Dismiss Negativity” for their second annual, special edition anthology' Who's who In America. The Lord has truly blessed my re-entry into the poetry world.I am a member of 3 poetry communities. Poetry. Com, All Poetry. Com, and Poetry Soupsters. Com.At this time I have submitted work to 3 different christian magazines. And so very thankful to be in possession of 2015 Poet's Market. I am still entering contest as of today.
True love is something so elusive. True love between two people is the most precious of gifts, Falling in love is not just an expression. Love is a powerful force that cannot be dissuaded. Love requires a lot of faith.
The very essence of love is uncertain, A relentless thumping of the heart. I must speak to you by such means as they are within my reach. He pierces my soul driving me into madness. I am half agony, half
She was a traveling soul. The galaxy resting above her nose. I’d sit & stare. Wondering where the stars would go next. Both young & in love I let go. Tracing together swirls of color. The planets all together aligned.