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Hey there! 💕 Welcome! Thanks for dropping by. Why I created this blog? Short answer: To provide a space for my voice to be heard. This is therefore a brave and intentional space for creative self-expression. There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you. Maya Angelou I am motivated to write…
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I am honored and grateful to be featured by Spillwords in their “Spotlight on Writers” segment. It’s a privilege to share my work and passion with readers, and I truly appreciate the platform Dagmara and the editorial team have provided for voices like mine to be heard! Please drop by Spillwords to read the…
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Beforeword: Hello reader!!! So if you’ve visited the “About” page of this blog, you’d have seen my profile. Well, I’ve now transformed the “About” page into this poem. I hope you enjoy it!!! “A Creative Soul’s Embrace” In creative spaces I find my solace and delightWords—a poet’s heart, a blogger’s guiding lightA speaker’s voice, in…
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Before-word: As I’m spending more time building this blog, I’ve been thinking a lot about writing—the art of writing and the power of the written word. I love to write. And chances are if you’re on this site, you’re a blogger which means you also love to write. Or, you’re here because you love to…
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Patios/Patwah: a language born out of survival, shaped by history, carried by culture, and sustained across generations.
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Psithurism—for the love of the sound of the wind in the trees.
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Some people spend a lifetime searching for where they belong. I was born into mine—Jamaica!
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The enduring resilience of Jamaica shaped by earlier moments of courage and resistance continue to shape the JamaiCAN spirit.
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Jamaica’s Emancipendence 🇯🇲 2026
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Dear Future Me. If you ever feel distant from your WHY, let this letter be your compass.
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When was the last time you had an encounter that could only be a “God moment”?
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Fire in her soul, grace in her heart, miss independent.
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Life is a play that does not allow rehearsals
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You can’t standout and fit in at the same time.
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Peace can often be found just down or up the road in well-defined micro-cations.
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A hunger for intimacy fulfilled in deep physical and emotional connection.
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The high cost of overgiving in one-sided love—and the moment you choose yourself instead.
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A love that transcends words!
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She lives in my chest,slightly left of center,an unpretentious tenant— Day after dayshe performswithout applause. An organ,a muscle,roughly the size of my fist,weighing a mere ten ounces. One hundred thousand contractions,nearly eight thousand litressent coursing throughsixty thousand milesof vessels. Never late. Never distracted. She knows onlysystole—to gather strengthand diastole—to let go. She trusts the quiet…
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To love completely is to love the way your heart knows how to love.
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If you happen to see something chasing after me, don’t be alarmed. That’s just God’s goodness and His mercy following me every day of my life.
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If ever you believe that love is done, that’s when you’ll start back at one.
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Life’s simple pleasures.
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A poetry-music collab with the words of Kirk Franklin.
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Love isn’t forced, if s/he’s wrong for you, s/he can’t love you the right way.
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Sisters as friends. Friends as sisters. Always sisters. Always friends.
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FIFA World Cup 2926 in Vancouver—the energy was simply too infectious to resist.
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Extraordinary Vancouver. Few places offer such extraordinary wilderness only minutes from downtown.
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Vancouver, where people, progress and preservation of nature coexist healthily.
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The deeper self beneath distraction, worry, and expectation—wherever you encounter that self, you are fully present.
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Breakup songs—when singers croon the sentiments of broken hearts 💔
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The magic of music—stirs souls, creates enchantment, sets words to motion.
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Navigating the heartbreak of breaking up.
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A declaration of self-worth, unapologetically claiming space and authenticity in a world rushing to erase diversity.
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Beforeword: This piece juxtaposes the human poet alongside the Divine Poet, celebrating creativity as a reflection of God’s own creative nature. Part I: The poet In the beginning the poem was without form It was syntax without logicVocabulary without voicePunctuation without pauseRhythm without beatMetaphor without meaningRhyme without reason—It was a scattering of syllableswaiting for creative…
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You don’t have to be fixed. You don’t have to be more. You have the AWEdacity to simply be—you!
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Beforeword: Love and life can be the most wonderful and awful all at the same time. Make the best of both. Love can lift you to the sky,Teach your heart take wings and fly.Life can meet you, kind and fair,With open hands and answered prayer. Then, without a word or sign,Both a change in little…
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Waiting is a quiet strength, the courage to pause long enough to discern, to seek light.
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You can’t fit IN and be OUTstanding at the same time!
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In any land, til every soul finds solace and glee, none of us are truly free. Independence/freedom for one and all.
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Lovers whose affection for each other is doomed to end in tragedy—“star-crossed”—as William Shakespeare described Romeo and Juliet’s love for each other. What if they’d met in another time?
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Hey y’all! Guess what?! My poem’s found a brand-new spot— Spillwords picked it up, oh yes, I’m feelin’ proud, I must confess. If you’ve got a sec to spare, Click the link and show some care: https://spillwords.com/darkness-by-dawn-minott/ Drop a heart, a word, a view— Any literary love from you will do. Thanks much, Dee🙏🏽🙂🙏🏽 2026 All Rights…
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Beforeword: What is your IT? Here IT comes again Softly this time Not loud enoughto break you Only enoughto remind Of almost Of if only-could-have-been Of dreamsthat outlivedthe dreamers You gatherthe scattered piecesof conversations Read meaningsthat were never written Retracewell-worn paths Knowingwhere they end Night stretches Sleep waitsat the edgeof turbulent thoughts Morning arrives Quiet…
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If you’re fortunate to find love, treat it with care.
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Peonies in their pompous beauty.
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Love transcends language—it’s a dance of souls in quietness of whispers.
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Love—in this sanctuary of us we create new experiences.
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Love like poetry in motion, love full circle.
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Love rules our hearts, it gives us choiceNo chains to bind, no hurried voiceIn whispers soft its voice comes throughLike a tender guide, pure and true No iron laws, no harsh decreeLove always reigns wild and freeIt carves no path, but shows the wayGuiding heart-to-heart, come what may In love’s domain, we find our artA…
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Garden coming alive with colors, variation and style.
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This poem celebrates love as the source of both feeling and creativity—the rhythm at the center of the heart, where emotions reverberate like music. —what can I say …LIFE!you’re a giveryou’re a takeryou tear-downyou build-upyou bring smilesyou bring tears —what is it about you …LIFE?you keep me guessingwondering what liesaround your curvesbeyond your cornersup your…
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A Haiku that celebrates love as the source of both feeling and creativity—the rhythm at the center of the heart, where emotions felt is like music. I’m in love with love Epicenter of my heART Beat. Love rhapsody 2026 All Rights Reserved
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Welcome to the start of summer!
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Appreciating the beauty of what a country offers while still acknowledging its history and the injustices carried in its soil.
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The lesson of Juneteenth: hope may lay the foundation, but love is what opens the door to freedom and keeps it open.
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Freedom Day in the USA!!
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We go to war to make peace. When will we ever learn all that remains in the end is, loss?!
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Australia did not disappoint. What it offered in museums, art, music, and architecture, it matched with exceptional food and unforgettable experiences.
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She is … Africa in my heart. Acknowledging the abundant strength, resilience, innovation, cultural power and influence of Africa globally.
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Fantasy in Hobbiton. Island bliss in Waiheke. And landscapes so extraordinary it’s like somewhere beyond this world. New Zealand—thank you for a remarkable glimpse
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A portrait of a love that pursues, protects, reassures, and remains—God’s love.
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Tasmania rugged, windswept, and lush.
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In that other life will your love search for me, find me, love no other but me?
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A bilum doesn’t hide the truth, it just places it underneath. The front- and undersides are real. But only one side shows the cost.
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Doing something a little different this week. No poetry. No prose. Instead I’ll be posting a series of snappy one-liners that are as good as a mouthful like: Without soul care you’ll not be at home in your own heart. You may also like previous posts in the series: #1Change, #2Be YOUniquely you, #3Know You,…
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Bruny Island, Tasmania, doesn’t overwhelm. It doesn’t ask for attention. But if you give it, it stays with you.
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“There aren’t words created yet to describe our love”.© 2021 All Rights Reserved Thank you for reading! First time to the site? You may start here👈 and for more follow the blog here👈 In creative solidarity, Dee
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A life of faith is lived in the space between what is and what could be.
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My mother’s love is heroic in the way she fights for and defends her children.
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The joy small things bring.
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Words stitched together, thoughts pressed into form, set afloat in the ether—POW! Impact!
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Imagine a new future where life and breath are attuned to Earth’s systems rather than at war with them. Welcome to “Aerocene”.
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Are you in a hard season? When you step out of it, don’t be surprised if you’re carrying more than you thought you would.
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Your gift will make room for you. Trusting God to elevate you through your faithfulness and excellence.
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Fifty-two countries deep, my footprints aim to scatter stories, not stamps!
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Community—wherever you go, you have the capacity to build, to connect, and to belong.
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Find yourself in that in-between space—where you don’t feel rushed to do anything.
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The quiet reckoning. That moment when clarity replaces excuses—and the choice that follows.
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The history that led to my existence through the voice of my mom, through her memory of that day I was born.
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Art to heart—heart is both medium and maker. Heart is the place where love becomes art, continually turning life into a masterpiece.
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The poetic-story of Easter is about the One on the middle cross.
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Original Grace! Grace is not secondary or reactive. It leads. It initiates. It dictates how redemption, forgiveness, and restoration operate.
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Time well spent in one of Kenya’s greenest escapes, where fresh air, farm-to-table treats, and little moments of joy created memories to cherish.
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The quiet reckoning. That moment when clarity replaces excuses—and the choice that follows.
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![Justice in Action ©Dawn Minott |International Day of Remembrance of the Victims of Slavery & The Transatlantic Slave Trade [March 25]](https://createdbydeesign.com/wp-content/uploads/2026/03/img_4685.jpg?w=1024)
On the International Day of Remembrance of the Victims of Slavery and the Transatlantic Slave Trade, we remember those who suffered and resisted oppression. And we honor them by fighting for equality and justice.
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Softness against concrete. Beauty in art and form.
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The raw beauty of the savannah!
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For a life well lived. For love that lives beyond death. For memories that stay.
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Be a reference point—not by chasing everything, but by being something solid enough that others can navigate by it.
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Reflecting on the move to Kenya and finding unexpected healing, balance, and a deeper connection to self through nature, culture, and everyday life.
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![Breaking Glass Ceiling ©Dawn Minott |Happy International Women’s Day [March 8]](https://createdbydeesign.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/03/img_4008-1.jpg?w=544)
Women’s rights. The cost of justice. The unbreakable will to take action and rise. Happy International Women’s Day!
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Even in the search for love, living in the past and chasing what never was can repeat the same wound.
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It started as a week, quiet but determined … This music rose from survival, not trend …
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A rengay meditating on thaw, on breath, on what returns to life.
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Not love at first sight. A certainty about love that is yet to come.
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Tribute to Bob Marley’s birthday and reggae month—tracing the music from Jamaican streets to global movements for justice.
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What does Black History Month and Reggae Month have in common?! Besides being celebrated in February, both exist to remember out loud the history, resistance, creativity, and enduring connection of Africans in the diaspora to our roots.
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A visit to a Jamaican Maroon town Accompong, where people still practicing freedom on their own terms and history is lived through land, ritual, and resilience.
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When saying “I appreciate” is not enough—apprecilove!
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A firsthand account of Jamaica’s recovery after category 5 Hurricane Melissa, highlighting the resilience of its people, the ongoing challenges of rebuilding, and the urgent need for climate justice and long-term support.
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Honoring Dr. King isn’t about quoting him; it’s about continuing the work.
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