Author: mantra

Mantra is "The Other Side of the Mirror". Artistically Expressed by Journalist, Artist, Poet, and Social Activist Jessica Williams (AKA Mantra Lotus) from the Greater St. Louis Area. M.A.N.T.R.A.= Motion, Artistic Nuances, Tantric Realities, Anthology. Mantra is a Super-Conscious Creator and student of the Universe. A spiritual explorer having a physical experience and telling the journey.

Words

Itching to get out… fine hair stands on end at my neck..  (straight, curved, jilted and edged…spaced… crowded, bold and exclaimed lost before caught. Empty thought… fragmented lines.. incomplete lost sentences, black-outs and white-outs anxious and excited speechless and loud from cerebral hemispheres, to spine..to shoulders, to arms, elbows, wrist then fingers..Point. Type, stamp, click,…

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The Lie

Please..just let me be tonight whatever my offense..hold me fault tomorrow .  I need my rest tonight.  Please. Consciousness shakes my sleep. Truth slaps my cheek..yet at your forehead I lay close. Face to face… we got lost in the fallacy of who we Want to be.. never to face the reality of Who we…

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Time for some upgrades.

  Some of us have made choices that we’re not so proud of. We may be in a job that we don’t want. We may be in relationship or a bed that we shouldn’t be in. We have regrets and feel stuck or trapped in our life paths; as if (WE) don’t know the way…

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Night Navigator

Night train.. rolling over hills, and drifts, winding roads..and worn metal. 11:16 pm. Take the Eastbound train. Exit at Stadium Subway. Head West to 4th street. Pass the Ball Park, 2 blocks ahead, on the other side of the highway. Down the Street. Around the corner. Behind the alley. Past the iron gate. To the right.  …

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Squawk the Crow

Squawk the Crow…Nevermore. It’s after midnight..why are you pecking at my front door?.. Didn’t I say..to not come round here..Nevermore..no more?! Go away Crow you’re not welcome…anymore! I heard your pickup spinning up and down the street… Wheels viciously turning with rubber burning…in fiery red heat. I heard the phone ring and ring ….then the…

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Bending without Breaking-The house that Jess Built

  Sometimes the Universe can do unexplainable and incomprehensible things to our lives. Natural Disasters like Hurricanes, Tornadoes, or Earthquakes unexpectedly erupt and suddenly we are left dazed and confused. We’re lifted and twisted, turned and sometimes torn. Some of us are uprooted and lost. But, there are those who weather the storm. There are…

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Doll

He wants me.. ……………………though he knows me not. He wants me.. ……………………..he thinks I’m beautiful  “You’re my Living Doll..” he whispers at my earlobe…though he’s never really seen me. He wants me.. ……………………..he wants my legs wrapped around him, ankles crisscrossed at his waist, holding, gripping, and lifting me…though he’ll never ever feel me. He…

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