The Nature of Love

The beauty of her has crept into my heart.

I refuse to part from her.

She is my star

Her love sparkles like a million stars at night.

Her love for me is so bright.

When she smiles, her love reminds me of the distant sea.

Like the sea, her love goes far and wide.

Her love for me comes over me like a tide from an ocean

Her love pushes me like the waves of the sea.

Her love and beauty washes over me.

I know we shall never part.

 This poem was an attempt to write from the male perspective.


The ethnic side of breast cancer

Since the month of October is breast cancer awareness. I will post an article I wrote, while was I at Oral Roberts University.

In the United States, breast cancer is the most common cancer among women, other than skin cancer. The American Cancer Society says breast cancer leads in death for American women.

When looking at the ethnic side of breast cancer. Doctors diagnose more Caucasian women with breast cancer, than any other race. While African American women under the age of 40, have a higher incidence of breast cancer.

Another ethnic group is the Hispanic/Latina they have a lower rate of cancer. Like African-American women they also have chance of having large tumors and are already in advanced stages of breast cancer.

When Asian women leave their home country and migrate to the United States, their risk for breast cancer increases. That Susan G. Komen website says their risk increases up to six times. Asian women living in the United States more than a decade has an 80 percent higher risk than any other Asian immigrants.

Statistically, Caucasian women have an increased risk for breast cancer. African American women increase their chances for dying from breast cancer. Hispanic women are also likely to die from breast cancer, than their Caucasian counterparts.

The reason African-American women are usually found with aggressive type tumors because of poorer prognosis. The ethnic differences between the races continues with the percentage of aggressive type tumors, for Caucasian women have 16 percentage, while for African-American women the percentage is 82 percent.

The problem with the breast cancer is that certain ethnic groups that do not to receive the proper screening; therefore the breast cancer is diagnosed at later stages. Since they are diagnosed later, they are more likely to die.

African-American women in general have a low occurrence of breast cancer, but when it happens they get the disease at an earlier age and with a deadly outcome.

The deadly side of breast cancer is that all other ethnic groups survive five years after their diagnosis except African-American women. Susan G.Komen compares the five- year survival rate of racial ethnic groups.

  • Caucasian women 91%.
  • African American women 79%
  • Hispanic/Latina women 86%.
  • Asian women 91%.
  • Pacific Islander women 86 %
  • American Indian/Alaska Native women 84%

These are disturbing statistics on how each ethnic group survives after being diagnosed. On a positive note, reports there at least 2,500,000 breast cancer survivors in the United States.

This is why so many breast cancer advocates stress the importance of early screening. Early screening would lower the mortality rate for all racial groups.

Medical researchers are looking at the genetics of African and African-American ancestry for biomarkers that indicate certain patterns of breast cancer. They hope by studying the hereditary of the African ancestry the will be able understand why women from this ethnic group have such an aggressive type of cancer.

Susan G.Komen for the cure “Facts of Life –Racial & Differences “

28 September 2010. 16 November 2010

In memory of my favorite uncle

December 4, 1927-March 19, 2012


The lasting journey of Alphonso Nichols

On a winter’s day he came into our world of

The twelfth child of Lisha and Peter Nichols.

His mark on the world was evident

The strength of his character.

Journey of his life took him many places.

He fought in the Korean War his with brothers of many colors.

Loved fiercely in his journey

His journey fostered many.

People lovingly called him papa.

On his journey he became a husband, a friend, and a confidant.

His journey ended before the official day of spring.

His journey will continue in the lives he has left behind.



Her brain mixture of fog   blizzard

She desires sleep   like chocolate

Chocolate   chocolate

One more mile to go


Miles to go going gone

Her mind numb

Brain –work do not slow down

Fog like mist  lull lull her to sleep


Morpheus greets her like rising sun

Hypnos his twin angry waiting for

Her at the gates     hell


Hell   dreams are hell

Must stay awake –before the bell


Away! Away! Never bother her again

Morpheus taunts her with sleep

She mere mortal   desires to resist


Away! Away! She cries don’t take me.

Her eyes darken   as Phoebus

She wonders   stay awake


Sleep   Oh no     dark cave

Sleep is like hell

Hibernate oh well


Cottony dreams emerge

Time slips by she tries

C o n c e n t r ate



Confusion she is and near

Morpheus woos and beckons her

She falls   into his ebony bed


F alling falling and gone

Morpheus has won.

Tell Me Again

Tell Me Again

Our cage of love sits upon a white shelf.

Purple with a sky light diminished by the sun.

How rogue is our love like Bonnie and Clyde.

One minute we are on top of the world.

Who knew love could be so strict.

Tell me again, on how much you love me?

Our love so strict it creases.

The frame of our mind comes together.

Your melodic voice whispers, “My little pigeon.”

Tell me again, on how much you love me?

Our love will soar above the heavens and the earth.

Our love is strong.

Tough as rope bonded by three cords is our love.

Our love will eviscerate our souls.

More than you will ever know; till we implode.

Tell me again, on how much you love me?

©2012 Leah Jeannine Nichols

Mint Tea Memories

Moon glows black pearl sky

Aroma of sweet mint tea

Rolls of steam waft in the air

Comfort of its warmth reaches my toes

Maroon soul boys lost and boys won

Stories of love are in the sweetness of the tea

Cup of tea awards victories

The black sea of mint

Swirls of green and white

Instead of sword

Spoon in hand would calm all fears

Wars wane when the leaders sip mint tea

Tea consoles sparring siblings

The blue soul of the dark

Solved by sweetness of mint tea

Upon my tongue

Wash away the bad memories

Leave sweet memories of life

Five steps to being smart with money


A budget can be a bit restrictive to those of us, who are in artistic in nature. We see it as taking the fun out of our lives.  A budget is a guidepost for our lives. I would recommend for budget tools.

Credit Card Concise—How many credit cards do you need? Keep one and then one you forget where it is.  If you work part-time and you don’t have the funds to pay the full amount. You don’t need them. Dave Ramsey doesn’t use credit cards. On recent show, he said you can use your debit card, as a credit card. Good news!!! No need to get in debt with Capital One or American Express.

Savings! Savings! Savings! Once you pay off your smallest debt, try to add a little money to your savings. I recently opened up a money market savings with  I didn’t want another savings account with my bank.  I wanted to resist the temptation of dipping a little money out of it.

Discern between Wants versus Needs.

Delay! Delay! Delay!

The more you delay to use the sexy plastic card and go a get another purchase from or  It will make you think this money doesn’t belong to me; therefore, once you swipe or order online chant this out loud, “I will owe company so and so.. and then I will have to send the money to such and such.