God, Can You Hear Me When I Don't Cry Out Loud

About the Book

This book is a collection of poetry that reflects the inner emotions of the author.  Pain, sorrow, joy, anger, frustrations, confusion and questions of everyday life is written on every page.  Thoughts that may come and are not always feasible to express, pain that is felt but unable to express and feelings that are shoved down until one would almost burst comes flowing straight from the heart into a writing apparatus.  So afraid of being judged, rude, hurtful or rejected some people learn not to speak.  In this book are some of the things the author wanted to say and couldn’t out loud, so she wrote.   If you listen closely while you read you may hear the tears of joy as well as of sorrow because every poem was written in response to a specific situation or for a special cause.  Passive or aggressive personalities could relate to different poetries penned within the covers of this book. 

About the Author

Montanette Traveann Harrison was born  on November, 1958 in Bath, Maine to Sgt. Hildred Harrison and Ernestine Thomas Harrison.  She has two siblings. Her brother, Col. Anthony D. Harrison is 17 months older and her sister, Yolanda Y. Withers is 11 months younger than she is.  Being a military family they move quite a bit in Montanette’s younger years.  Her father served in Vietnam on two occasions.  On the second occasion the family settled down in Greensboro, NC to be near relatives.  Montanette attended The Bessemer Elementary School, Aycock Jr. High, Proximity Jr. High and graduated from Walter Hines Page Senior   High School.  She attended Winston Salem State University her first year of college.  She continued her education at  A&T State University and graduated  Summa Cum Laude.  Soon after graduation  she married Peter C. Hendricks.   They are the parents of three children, Christopher, Montrese and Monae.  Montanette has been teaching for the last eighteen years.   Writing has always been an avenue to express feelings that otherwise would get suffocated  or shoved down.  Writing relieves that stress that can build up when you keep it all to yourself.   Instead of exploding she writes.