Random should be my middle name but actually it is Elizabeth ✌🏽️
Drift
A poem by Dominique
Drifting into the space
between dreams and reality
Opening up the mind
to unknown possibilities
Breaking the chains of slavery
freeing yourself with love
We ask ourselves questions
in the deep dark
Am I meant to live this way
or
should I surrender it all to you?
I choose submission
-Dominique
Abandon::
a poem by:
Dominique Barrentine
Quietly I whisper my fears
To the Lord I give it all
My burden is nothing
Innocently I cry with faith
Hopeful of the future
My fear is nothing
Lonely I reach upwards
Inward I reach for the spirit
My reality is nothing
Honestly I try for love sake
Trying not to shake/break
My pain is nothing
Hopefully I teach love
Pouring into everyone
My life is nothing
-Dominique Barrentine
Beauty: A short poem
By: Dominique Barrentine
4:09 Tuesday, June 14th 2016, California
Beauty
Beauty
Oh Beauty
How you haunt me
Everywhere I go
My beauty, you follow me
Are you a blessing
Or really a curse
My body a vessel
Temporary shell on earth
One day will I escape
No more empty stares
Cat calls will be silenced
We never asked for that
How come you cry out
It’s not me that you see
But my body, my beauty
It’s not real
It’s not me
I am more than my body.
-Dominique
The sky is blue
I don’t know what to do
With light shine through
The sky is black
I can’t hold back
With a panic attack
The sky is pink
I couldn’t think
With out my drink
The sky is bright
I see the light
With it improved sight
The sky is dull
I feel the pull
With emotions full
The sky is blue
I knew
This is what I should do
-Dominique Barrentine
Moonwalker
He had magic
In his feet
In his eyes
In his hands
He was from outer space
Another time
Another place
They said he was this
They said he was that
No one understood
He was a moon walker
He was a night stalker
He was a genie
From a far away land
No one will forget
His name
His moves
His songs
We loved him
We hurt him
Oh what a man
But was he a man?
Or was he a little boy?
The world will never know
What could have been?
What would have been?
Just a shooting star
Just a moonwalker
-Dominique Barrentine
Photograph of equestrian portrait of King Philip II (Michael Jackson) 2009, oil on canvas by
Kehinde Wiley
On display at SAM
These are my shoes.
Thanks Dad for the idea
Thanks Mama for the shoes
And now, a poem
Shoes
Walking. Running.
Squishing. Squashing.
These are my big girl shoes.
These are the shoes that I wear.
Playing. Dancing.
Painting. Gardening.
These are my rain shoes.
These are the shoes that I love.
Every time that I wear shoes.
With rubber soles, wool socks.
I think of you and
Squish. Squash.
And here are some extreme close ups of my lawn. I was focusing on the droplets of water.
Close up #1
note the lawn is composed of moss, multiple kinds of grass, blue grass, crab grass, and buttercup.
Close up #2 
Close up #3
I love nature.
-Dominique Barrentine
