Christa William
Participant in: WORRRD Up 2022,
Short Story Competition (2022), WORRRD Up 2023
Coached by: Ms. Naomi Grandison

About Christa William

2nd Place Winner - Short Story Competition (2022)

Christa William Bio

Currently pursuing an Associate Degree in Sustainable Tourism and Hospitality, Ms. William aspires to be an entrepreneur in this sector and to manage a property in the future. Poetry writing and expression is a skill she developed a few years ago that she has come to love.


Christa's Work

Divine Makeover by Christa William

As i gaze at the glistening ocean
I wear fascination like a crown
Recalling these cheerful times in my infant years
When mother baked those decadent luscious chocolate chip cookies
That melted on my tongue
The buttery taste that lingered from those chocolate chips
How those crumbs slid down my lips
The aromatic scent of roasted nuts
Drove me nuts, as it filled the air
That tenderness when christmas illuminated the atmosphere
Where melodies were therapeutic to my ear
The string of lights were radiating stars as they formed a canopy
Carnivals of colors winked at me and triggered a giggle
And the rattling jingle bells tingled my timbers

Beloved,
I just couldn't be daunted by your imperious facade
For I can visually discern that
Foundation of pride applied with a brush of rejection,
That smokey eyeshadow of deception
Which blinds you to your inner truth,
A concealer that veils
Childhood hurts and pains,
A lipstick called profanity
Smeared upon you vocabulary
And to complete the look that is
Blended and powdered with the belief that
There is no God.

Standing here before me
A living, breathing canvas
Illuminating a chaotic cocktail of confusion
Yet, above all
I see the price that was paid So that you would no longer paint an image of yourself
That you were never created to be.
Oh portrait of exquisite excellence
If only you could see
Through the binoculars of your creator,
Counterfeit labels fastened upon your being would melt as wax
After all, you were worth dying for.
HE took the blows,
And the whips, and the kicks
And the nail pierced hands
And after it all
He said,
"It is Finished."
In other words,
“You Are Enough.”
Three words awaiting your acceptance to the banquet
Of a fulfilled life.

In laying down HIS life he offers
Authority, security, love and humility
As a new foundation;
And no need for concealer
For HE is The Revealer, Healer and Deliverer
Overshadowing the deceptive shadow blinding your eyes
HE coats your lips with the gloss of His truth.
Beloved, Indeed
There is A God
And like a butterfly emerging from her cocoon
He yearns to reveal hidden beauty
Now masked from society and
To Make You Over.

Divine Love Letter by Christa William

Here is my love
Make yourself at home.

Have a drink of my
fountain of overflowing expressions,
Like a river,
Submerging you in the
Purity of this speech.

This tongue is torched
With hymns of fire
Setting ablaze
Desires thrown
Into the sea of forgetfulness
Desires to find Him
To be wrapped in the arms of true love
Embodying the metaphor of a precious jewel Infused into the poems
Of royalty.

But like a dirty napkin
I see how they used you
I know that their words
Wielded your reality
Into a structure of hopelessness,
No faith in man
No faith in God.

They took your happily ever afters
And after
Ensured that you were never happy after
Trampling your heart as though crushing
Crushing a jelly-filled donut.

And I know that they told you
“He's just like the rest”
But before I proceed
Let me reintroduce myself.
I am more than a statue
Displayed inside cathedrals
More than the artwork hung up Where mankind gaze in awe

I am more
Than a furious king
Invoking destruction without hesitation On those,
I created as my habitation
On the earth.

I am more than a genie in a bottle
Here to grant your every wish
And then retreat.

I am an architectural genius
Who designed you to express
My very nature
My very essence
Constructed man from the
elements of the earth
in my own image
Fearfully and wonderfully made.

Oh,
What a sight,
A glorious delight
To gaze into the mirror of your being.

Your twinkling eyes are like doves Projecting love
Loves with the purest flashes
Melting hate to ashes.

Your hair is like leaves
from the trees in
The Garden of Eden
Which bares the keys
To your glory.

Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon Drawing men to your wisdom;
Your mouth is the pen
Of a skillful writer.

If only you could perceive
My desire to hold you close
Case closed.

There is nothing better,
A never-ending flow of my love,
An unending letter.

A love that's pure,
A love that's sure
To heal your deep wounds
A love that's the cure
A love that pours out
But never runs out
An unconditional love
Without a doubt!

No need for games of hide and seek Just tag along
Through the archway of trust
Hop off the merry-go-round
Of heartbreak
And let us
Climb the highest picks
Where the ancient tricks
Won't ascend,
Where we'll look down
From the crest of the glistening mountain Where joy overflows like a fountain.

Let us reign together from
The summit of our sublime sanctuary Here is my love,
Make yourself at home.