Newfonie J. Inman

Los Angeles, California, USA

Newfonie has been writing poetry since she was in her late fifties. She is an active member of her church, it's women's ministry's official photographer and an accomplished oil landscape and portrait painter. Newfonie has had her poetry published by The National Library of Poetry. She has completed several original paintings and is now completing plans to exhibit her paintings in an art gallery which she will dedicate to her pastor, Curtis May. Newfonie says, "Fashion designing, photography, and writing expands her unique, innate creativity and exposes her to new and challenging heights of creative achievement."

Cherish

I was looking for you, I was waiting for you,
When suddenly you came up to me, desiring to take me away
Wanting to be near you, I stayed
You came up to me, in your heart a place given to stay
My heart is not free, I couldn't say - you sat beside me
Your heart saying be mine. You asked my name I asked the time
Much I didn't say, knowing I couldn't be thine
My dream came true, you asked me to dine
My heart! you came to me setting my heart free
I was dreaming of the sanctuary you offered to me
Desiring to be safely held in your arms kind and strong
You took me home, I knew it wasn't wrong
For the rest of your life, your wife you asked me to be
Tenderly, you came up to me setting my heart free
Desiring to stay in your loving arms my heart is yours to see
You cherish my heart
I'll live in your arms eternally
My heart! you came to me setting my heart free.

Cherish

My mother, my father
Two words - my heart, my hope
Like a warm breath of exhaled air hangs
Suspended in the cold winter,
Pleasant childhood memories of being with you
Hangs suspended in my yearning mind.
My mother, my father, as I grew into a young child
You gave me spiritual security and taught me to smile.
Let your guiding parental spirit silently listen
To your beloved child's cry of spiritual despair.
Gently hold me in the safety of your warm, loving arms
Tenderly placing your strong protective arms around me.
Again, gently, place your courageous heart in my languishing heart.
Let your spirit silently speak to my heart's spiritual despair.
Father, who lovingly cared for and sheltered me.
Mother, who tenderly nursed, bathed and whispered loving praises to me.