Prose
"THIS IS MY JAM"
I WRITE MY OWN WORDS, ARTICLES, STORIES WITH MY BRAIN NOT AI. I wrote this on a whim' yesterday as part of a homework assignment for my therapy sessions. I WRITE ALL WORDS. I purposefully created a non Websters Dictionary slang expressions. This is CREATED AS A FUN JAM! I used Suno AI for creating my music to the song. I have over 20 years of musical training. I do not throw music out there. I spend hours editing my songs, music, & videos. I use stock footage & write my own prompts for my stories, songs, & articles. I downloaded the footage that I pay to use. I edit my editing in my art studio on my PC. I WRITE MY OWN STORIES. NOT AI. I FIND MYSELF AT 75, DEFENDING MY ART, MUSIC, ARTICLES, STORIES, AND MY INTEGRITY HAS BEEN AS TO SOME PEOPLE THINK I JUST THROW IT OUT THERE. I USED TO BE INVOLVED WITH MULTI-MEDIA PRODUCTION. WE ALSO USED STOCK FOOTAGE. I DO NOT HAVE A CAR TO DRIVE ALL OVER LA LIKE I USED TO BACK IN THE DAY. I ENJOY USING AI FOR MY ART PRODUCTION. I WRITE MY OWN STUFF! I STUDIED NURSING, BUSINESS, JOURNALISM, ART, COMPUTERS, AND ATTENDED COLLEGE UNTIL I WAS 52.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 10 months ago in Poets
"THE THERAPY OF THE ROSE"
This is the therapy of the rose. We are not promised roses without thorns. In this year of 2025 we cry, we smile, but all the while we are faced with storms in America as we cry & smile. Smell the rose, spread petals of the scent of the rose to everyone across the globe.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 10 months ago in Poets
🔥 Beyond the Mask: Real Character Awaits! ðŸŽ
True Colors Shine in Triumph’s Light ðŸŽâœ¨ Poet’s Note: Every individual carries a hidden truth, but it is only when they achieve success that their real character emerges. This poem explores how power, wealth, and fame reveal who we truly are. A soul that remains humble despite glory is a rare gem in the world. Let this piece inspire self-reflection and integrity. 🌿💫
By PRABAL TR PRO10 months ago in Poets
Gold and Fame, a Hollow Game – What Truly Matters? 💰
Poet’s Note: We often forget that life itself is simple—it is merely being, breathing, existing. Yet, we tangle it in complexities of our own making—overthinking, chasing, doubting. This poem is an ode to the paradox of human existence and a call to embrace simplicity with grace. May it inspire you to unravel the unnecessary and rediscover the essence of living. 🌿✨
By PRABAL TR PRO10 months ago in Poets
