When I first launched the #WriterCrushWednesday series, I gave an open call where everyone had fair chance to introduce themselves. It was however, equally important to reach out to more established poets that I admired from afar. Stacie Martin is one of those writers. With well over 50,000 Instagram followers, Stacie was incredibly gracious when I contacted her. Gifted as well as beautiful inside and out, she was an absolute joy to work with on this feature! 

In her own words…

My name is Stacie Martin. I’ve been addicted to the written word since I can remember. I am a mother to three wonderful daughters. I work with youth which is my passion, and dream job. I come from a big family, and grew up in a small town on the island of Newfoundland.

She shares two of her favorite pieces…

Self Love 

I needed to be gentle,

in order to have peace. 

I needed to be peaceful, 

in order to have patience. 

I needed to be patient,

in order to have love. 

So I’ve started to be 

very gentle with myself.

Little Girls 

A woman 

who knows her worth

and loves all that she is,

paves a path 

of empowerment 

for the little girls 

looking up to her.

And a few more of my favorites from her collection…


e Speaks…

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Emmanuella is only one of two I deemed early in my Instagram journey, Celestial Creative. She possesses a steadfast, consistent range that is intriguing, admirable and attractive. One can’t help but notice that her posture, pace, tone and tenor; both in writing and speech…woos. Writing from a depth that dares you to drown, I admonish…listen intently or risk missing out on something wonderful.  

How could I choose just one piece as a favorite?

In her own words…

Emmanuella Raphaelle was born and grew up in Brooklyn, New York to Caribbean parents who migrated from Haiti. She has been writing for over two decades. 


​Writing poetry and journaling was an escape from the walls caging her in at a young age and became a form of creative therapy and release through her womanhood. 

She is proud to present her first book: After the Affair, Re-Membering, a memoir to the world. She is working on several projects to be released in the coming years. The goal behind all of Emmanuella’s writings and poetry is to intentionally invoke feeling and human-ness in her readers. She wants people to feel emotions and sensate the reality they push away or don’t make time to lean into during their daily lives.


When Emmanuella is not writing, she is enjoying her day job in the transportation field, mentoring young women and taking pictures of flowers and other sentimental things. She enjoys a good life and flower stalking in Atlanta, Georgia with her two children.

 She shares two of her favorites…


e Speaks…

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Twitter: @LaRaphaElla

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As one who bores very easily, I love a challenge. I love…different. Ramel Steede is just that and his pen does more than sustain my interest. As a matter of fact if we listen closely, we can hear his heart.

One of my favorite pieces:

And then there was our first dance…

In his own words…

A native of Brooklyn, NY Ramel Steede became a lover of expression at a very young age. Ever active and sometimes awry he spent his early years with his mother, siblings and grandparents in small town Florida, while spending his summers in Brooklyn where he was born. This made for a great mix of northern exposure and southern hospitality.

Even as a child he enjoyed music, movies and the arts.

After college Ramel spent a few years in Stuttgart, Germany working for an American based technological company. He became fluent in German and traveled through much of central Europe, including Denmark, Italy, France and Spain. He later fathered a child, his only daughter, Qiana, who is American born, yet shares citizenship with France.

He continued to travel globally for many years while working. He found inspiration in every opportunity, before finding other employment in 2007.

A life long lover of reading, writing poetry, rhythm and rhyme. He is very close to his daughter, family, and a small circle of friends. Ramel also has a passion for martial arts. He holds belts in various disciplines and is studying to be a Tae Kwon Do instructor.

He currently resides in central Florida.

Honored he would share two of his favorite pieces…

e Speaks…

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Old school meets new train of thought. Yeah. Yeah that’s how I would describe our featured poet of this week. Joseph introduced himself as a music producer who was new to poetry but I would beg to differ. In reading his work, I discovered there was wisdom laced with risk that came from the heart. Sounds like a poet to me. 


One of my favorite pieces accompanied the beautiful photo above that he took:


Let me be your light..

When you’re feeling low

Let me to be your light..

When you’re feeling lonely

Let me be your light..

To wipe the tears from your eyes

Let me be your light..

To stir your passion deep inside
Let me be your light..

To comfort you troubled mind

Let me be your light..

When you can’t see your way

Let me be your light..

When your heart is heavy

Let me be your light..

When all seems lost

Let me be your light..

When the pain is to much


Let me be your light..

When you’re longing for a hug

Let me be your light..

When fear hits your life

Let me be you light..

When you hunger of my love

Let me be your light

Because you have been my light.. In the blindness of my heart.. as I was searching for your love.. because you could see that you are the light of my life..

Today..

Tomorrow..

And forevermore..

I love you.. My woman..

My light!

#24_7_MAN

He’s a family man who still believes in the power of love in spite of life happening all around him every day. 

In his own words…

Songwriter / Producer / New to Poetry

I’m a producer, songwriter and I sing when I need to!

I’m also enjoying my challenge(s) and love to grow in my writings of poetry. 

I’m 58 and raising my 7 year old granddaughter in New Jersey. 

I’m looking forward to writing and reading the poetry of others.

One my favorite pieces (that I’ve written):

This Is On Purpose!!

No this is not a dream.. No not a fantasy..

As you’re engaging in your excitement from your head to your toes..

Flowing from the rhythm of your heart..

I’m opened to moving slowly with care..

I’m not in a hurry.. I’m taking my time..
There’s no rush to release your passion.. 

That surpasses anything and everything.. 

That your mind could ever comprehend..

I’m drown to your sounds.. I can’t help it..

Feeling your moves.. your scent..

As you’re trying to control your imagination..
But your seat belt is off..

Yet you don’t want to control this..

You needed this.. I had to give this..

There’s no fear.. No more pain..

No more pressure.. This is personal.. 
This is always private.. It’s only for you and you alone..

You might think I’m crazy.. Maybe I’ve lost my mind lol..

No I’m being very deliberate with my love towards you..

Baby.. My Love..

This is on purpose!!

Next favorite piece:

We’ve spent a lifetime fighting battles.. overcoming wars..

Yet the sound of your voice removes my pain..

That’s when I knew that your fight was needed to be over..

It was not about me anymore.. you needed to be respected.. 

and protected.. 
I can see your heart.. I can feel your pain..

So I asked for your permission to give you my best..

You said yes and told me in my arms you could find rest..

So as I held you tight.. you told me that I need not fight..
You gave me permission to love you.. hold you.. to touch you..

To allow my lips to explore every curve of your body without fear or doubt..

As we embraced our passion, every sound, every moan, each movement..
Yes.. You gave me permission to love you without condition..

No need to war anymore.. so we let our guard down..

That’s when our love came in and both of us knew..

Together we stand..

Together we win..


e speaks…


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Email.. jles7@msn.com


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SELF SEEN



I saw your love

On the horizon 

Cautious as it

Headed my way

Soaring on wings

Once broken

Hovering whole

Empowering our 

Buried treasure laid

Bringing with you

A mirror and a mic

Reflecting my 

Self love anew

Unashamed thus 

Telling the world 

My restored 

Fragmented pieces

Were just the beginning

Of my completing you
 

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My ode to @disorderly.ramblings’ Self Love Challenge

This guy is my heart. I saw him across a crowded Instagram feed and have been a fan ever since! He caught my eye with this succinct and strong piece: 
Oh how he impressed me because we were total opposites and he had mastered the art of potent minimalistic storytelling. I wanted more. So much so that we collaborated on a unique piece:What an honor to work with such genius under control!

The more we got to know each other the more I learned that we both had a burden for suicide prevention, but from different angles. He is an attempt survivor and he courageously shared his story recently on Instagram! His new tattoo is an ode to Project Semicolon’s mission statement as well!


In his own words…

My name is Dustin Bethea. I was born & raised in South Arkansas. I grew up in a conservative household in which creativity wasn’t neither discouraged, nor was it encouraged. I knew from a young age I didn’t fit in. It didn’t phase me for many years. Upon a bit, I thought it was my {unannounced} sexual preference that made people treat me differently. That made me act differently. 
Moving away to college, just a few short hours from home, I was accepted in ways I didn’t know we’re possible. But I still had internal struggles that I was unable to identify. Without going into a years-long-internal-battle-story, I reached an all time low. Life didn’t seem like something I desired to continue anymore. I felt as if my time was up. I’d found love for the first time. I felt complete. It was then I decided the world was done with me. So I decided to end my life. I was, fortunately, unsuccessful. I started writing again while being detained in a psychiatric Ward where I was diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder. Suddenly, my life started making sense. As ironic as it may be to many outsiders, it was as moment of self realization. I found my voice again. My pen began bleeding out the negativity that had been locked inside of me for 24 years. To say that I am content with my life now would simply be a lie. What I can say truthfully, however, is that I feel like a human for the first time ever. My writing has given me that. 


Building a family of my own with no blood involved has been one of my greatest victories. Gaining my actual blood family back has been my second. Still being alive has been my third. Writing my life’s story in as few words as possible is an incredibly difficult task, but my hope is that you can actually see a piece of me & relate in some way.

e Speaks…

Thank you for joining us here at http://www.authenticiteespeaks.com and kicking off this new #WriterCrushWednesday series Dustin!! Below are two pieces he’s written to share in this space! 

***TRIGGER WARNING RE: SURVIVING SUICIDE ATTEMPTS***


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For me it was a red dress. That’s what his wife was wearing the night of the big argument. I was living in California and staying with the Director’s family while I worked on his indie film. That was the night he decided to kick me out for no reason. I was thousands of miles away from family and friends and had no place to go. I was also told that I would be flying back to the East Coast the next morning and good luck finding a way getting to the airport.

Instant trauma. It was horrible. I was sent back to the East Coast broken and very damaged. I didn’t realize I was dealing with the aftermath of trauma until seeing a red dress on TV soon thereafter caused me to break down in tears, made me afraid and feel anxious. I remember my mother, grandmother, brother, and then boyfriend now husband just loving on me; very carefully. Handling me with kid gloves. I returned to them very differently than how I left. There was no official diagnoses, I was never seen by any professional so I didn’t have a label for what I was experiencing. I just knew I had been severely injured and there was no physical evidence of it.

Eventually, I would say a few weeks later, I began to not be bothered by red dresses or casual California references at all. The events instead had just left a very bad taste in my mouth and the feisty, vibrant Ericka had resurfaced. Imagine my surprise when I was contacted three months later and offered an opportunity to return to California by the same Director that put me on the streets that winter night. I graciously declined. It wasn’t until several years later that I learned he was schizophrenic.

Knowing what our triggers are empower us and if we are proactive, it can even render them powerless. Since then I have survived many other traumatic experiences and the unexpected triggers that followed suit. I’ve noticed that over time a number of them have decreased, however others are just too prominent to ignore.

I’m excited about being aware of them because it helps in dealing with it. I have an incredible support network. That coupled with writing, music, comedies and lots of communication etc. works for me. You have to find what works for you. It may be professional therapy, taking up a new hobby, traveling, exercise…or Netflix and a whole lot of Chillin’.

Whatever it takes, pay attention to YOU, yourself, your body, your mind, how you feel about and around certain people; and in certain places. Begin to pay attention to scents and sounds. Whatever it takes to take care of you and be the best version of you needs to be your focus. Period.

We’ll talk soon. Proud of you. Remember to seek professional help if needed, reach out to crisis hotlines, go for a walk, and/or talk to a loved one. But no matter what remember you are never alone, you matter and are NEEDED!

Peace,

e

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My heart is full and my mind is all over the place. It is racing a million miles a minute, but in a good way. I don’t feel worried, I feel needed. As though there are millions I’ve yet to meet who need what God has deposited inside of me at the disapproval of those who once knew me.

What’s that you ask? No. Not really sure what that means. I do know that I’ve spent almost two years publishing my journal on social media. Numbers increasing by the thousands on Instagram in the last 6 months while interaction with my core followers on my blog diminishing as a result.

My grammar and punctuation is still as suspect as I forewarned readers it would be in my initial post and consistency has been cloaked in obligatory life responsibilities.

I am different. My life is different. My household is different. My calling has not changed but it’s pretty obvious that my audience has. How God has enlarged my territory while I’ve finally fully embraced being an awkward, at times talkative, quirky introvert/borderline recluse is beyond me.

I’m finished chasing the familiar. Familiar faces. Familiar feelings. Familiar spaces. Not really sure what that means for me as a writer…with an audience. I just know I’m ready for the new thing.

Whatever that may be…as wonderfully scary as that may be.

Thanks to WordPress providing incredible statistics I know you’re out there. This website is visited by all walks of life representing several countries spanning the globe. For those that are still here…and still reading my work though you may not comment, I am deeply humbled and honored by your presence and support. It is CROWDED here on WordPress and the fact that something about http://www.authenticiteespeaks.com has caught your eye is mind blowing! God bless you and thank you for taking this journey with me.

That’s all for now. I once knew New and very much looking forward to rediscovering New once again.

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November 9, 2016
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Did you know you could see to infinity and beyond when standing in that torch Lady Liberty is holding? Climbing those stairs during my Junior High class trip made us feel invincible. Oh and then there were the countless times I would go to see Mommy at work in the Twin Towers (era-late 80’s). She worked on the 100 something floor and so I would have to take an express elevator that would take you straight to floor 100 or so and then get on a local elevator just to get to her job. 

I remember sitting on the The Promenade in Brooklyn Heights staring at the Brooklyn Bridge and falling in love again and again with the skyline of the only city I’d ever known as home. 

Born and reared in Brooklyn, New York; I choose to remember life pre-tragedy at this moment.

I will never forget where I was when the catastrophic & satanically energized tragedy hit and changed ALL of our lives forever. 

I pray always….not only for those who lost loved ones, and for the families of courageous coworkers & first responders, but I pray for those who can never unsee what they saw. I pray for those who live with survivors remorse, PTSD, nightmares, and fear. 

Healing to those who remain, blessings & honor to the memories of those who left us too soon. 

9.11.16

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Remember YOU MATTER!

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