Kiss ๐Ÿ’‹ #original poetry

Kiss
Kiss
These lips
They are eager for your gentle touch
The anticipation of soft skin against skin
Tender
Moist
Oh how I love the sensation of your tongue
Gliding ever so slowly around my oval
Moving deeper inside
Teasing my anticipation
Increasing my drive
Feeling warmth and compassion each time our lips collide
I canโ€™t take the multiple explosions anymore
So I moan some form of your name
Begging you to come up for air
To give these lips
One
More
Kiss


1/2/16 Toni Love

Trusting the Process

Toni Love Spotlight Performance

#takecareofmetuesday
This photo by @zamanifeelingsphotography I call my “ok God, what’s next?” stance.
It was taken on a night that was a pivotal moment for me because I was surrounded by people who believed in me and didn’t want anything from me but to see me shine. I let go of my plan for the evening and let them help me, and it was greater than I ever imagined. I was the spotlight performer and ended up bringing a 3 piece band of good friends and we shut the place down (check out a clip of the performance below)! โœจ๏ธ

When the rug is pulled out from under you without a warning, you can either stay where you’ve fallen and wait for someone to pick you up, or you can take the time to meditate and envision the beautiful, safe replacement “rug” God has in store for you, get up and go get your blessing.
โœจ๏ธJust for today Let time take time, say no to people who are constantly taking and not giving and do what brings YOU joy today.
โœจ๏ธTrust the process, everything will come full circle
God I’m listening

#loveyourself โค๏ธ

Finally Over

Original poetry from my book “Toni’s Room”

Photo Credit: Cheyenne Gil Photography

Finally Over


When I lost you
I found myself
Oh but it hurt
It pained for so long
Thinking of how foolish I had been
To believe in you
But my hurt turned into poetry
And dance
And I wrote
And danced
Until I filled up the emptiness in side of me
The void that set inside my soul when you were no longer there
Poetry about you and for myself
Flowed from my fingertips like golden run at carnival time in Trinidad
I loved until I stopped hurting
And found not only myself
But someone to love me for real
And yes I admit there were times I wished that he were you
Until constant caresses and truthful signs
Showed me that true love accepts me for what I am
Oh yes
It is finally over
Real love has rescued my weary soul
And you are but a faded memory
Because I am no longer afraid to receive the love
That I have been given

(c) Toni Love

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Pendle Hill coffeehouse book signing, reading and open mic. September 15th! โค

Please save the date for my next poetry reading and book signing hosted by Pendle Hill in Wallingford Pa!!โค

I’m honored to be featured at their Transformation Poetry Coffeehouse on September 15th from 2-4pm. โค

I’m looking forward to seeing you!
It’s an open mic so bring a poem or two!

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Poetry Coffeehouse: 09/15/19

Wednesday June 19. Toni Love at the World Cafe Live, Philly๐Ÿ’“

Honored to share the stage with some of the best artists in Philadelphia as one of the poets performing a tribute to Ursula Rucker Wednesday, June 19th 7pm at World Cafe Live in Philadelphia! ๐Ÿ’“

My friend and musician extraordinaire Richard Tucker will also be honored. The lineup is amazing I hope you will come out! ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽค

You can message me to purchase tickets from me and avoid the box office fees, or click the link below to order them from the venue (see below) :https://www.worldcafelive.com/event/1858241-comeback-philly-style-philadelphia/

La Luna, Original Poetry

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La Luna (The Golden Ladder)

Mother Moon

She beckons me with golden ray-drenched oceans lighting the path to my salvation

How I arrive is not of her concern

The journey seems endless

Crashing waves illuminate the way to paradise

How many have heeded the call of the golden waterfall at the end of the moon’s shadow?

Her energy is pulling me

Sweet serenades of Yemeya hypnotize me

I am captured

I am lost

in peace

Until I am found

(c) M. Tonita Austin aka Toni Loveย  8/31/18 OCM

International Day of Women : The blessings that come when you show up! ๐Ÿ’™ #strengthsourceproject

Browsing through my Facebook feed I come across a notification that a friend tagged me in someone’s post. As one who is both a businesswoman and artist I know a diverse group of people and am a bit picky about what I’m tagged in with the permanence of social media. Much to my surprise I saw the photo taken of me last year posted on the photographer’s Facebook page and appeared both digitally and I’m print on page 5 of the Philadelphia Inquirer!

The #strengthsourceproject is this beautiful collage of photos and stories capturing the moments that built the character and resilience of women of all colors, ages, shapes and class. It’s a brilliant compilation and I’m honored to be a participant.

If only you knew how sad I felt that day. I had just found out my daughter was diagnosed with dysgraphia, a severe learning disorder that makes it difficult and frustrating for her, an advanced reader to process writing. The same exact day my son’s school counselor called about him exhibiting signs of anxiety and depression (the dance partners of a highly gifted and intuitive brain), avoiding teachers and classes as a result. As their sole caretaker l was overwhelmed with the decisions I had to make on my own knowing I would also not receive the financial support.

I was going to cancel the meeting I set with Carrie for the photo because I just wanted to go somewhere and cry. I wore bright colors on purpose to lift my spirits. She was so warm and compassionate when I met her in Fishtown by Franny Lous Porch and reading the other women’s stories really gave me the strength to deal with it all.

And oh the blessings that have come because I showed up! Aside from this acknowledgement in the paper, since that day my children have benefited from angels in the form of teachers and therapists. My daughter has been tutored by a retired teacher for free and my son’s therapist only charges me a tenth of his normal fee because I was transparent and unafraid to speak my truth and ask for help.

My strength is my truth and I’m grateful that my transparency is able to help other women. The stories on the blog are powerful. I hope you get to read mine too. Please share your favorite in the comments. It’s okay if it’s not mine. I’m every woman ๐Ÿ˜Š

Monday Motivation: Expect the Extraordinary!

I used to be afraid to ask for everything I wanted because I was always told in words or actions that I wasn’t worthy. Now I intentionally surround myself with people who believe in me and push me to dream bigger and expect the extraordinary to happen. This season in my life is an exciting and reflective time for me. I see things I thought were impossible happening and miracles are manifesting. I am claiming what’s mine, I believe dreams do come true and I am worthy!

Don’t settle for less than you desire. Remove those negative thoughts from your head and if the people closest to you are placing those thoughts on your mind you may want to seek a new support system. ๐Ÿ’œ

โคToni Love

#loveistheanswer #loveyourself

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