hope Archives - Tiffany Joy

Look For Me (A Poem)

by tiffanyPoetry May 19, 2020June 4, 2020No Comments

Do not look for me
in the ashes of who I once was.
I will not be found there.
I am in the memories you hold dear
and the jokes we once shared.
I am in the love you have
and the breeze that moves among the trees.
So, do not look for me 
in the ashes of who I once was.

Note About The Poem

Sometimes I write poetry for fun or to uplift others. Sometimes I write poems to explain something that is going on internally. Most poems that I share are positive or ends with hope. Look For Me is a different kind of poem.

I wrote Look For Me in August 2019, while I was in Massachusetts helping my family prepare for my brother’s memorial service. It may not be happy, but I do hope it comforts you if you are grieving.

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If you would like to read more of my poetry please take a look at my portfolio. You can also watch a few of my poetry readings.

Come and See (A Poem)

by tiffanymy creative self, Poetry November 12, 2014No Comments

Today, I could not think of anything to write, so I put my music on and then looked at my top searches. I read, “come and see what thy has done for me.” This is inspired by that search.

Come and see.
Come to see.
Please come and see
what he has done for me.
He has filled my heart
and gave me my soul.
Can you see?
He has done wondrous things for me.

Come and see;
please come to see
see the love,
see my heart,
see who I am.
He has given every thing to me.
Can you see?

What a blessing
and what great hope.
I hope you can see
the miracles that were
given to little ol’ me.
Can you see?

Please, come and see
all that was given to me
was given by He.
Can you see?

Dear past self

by tiffanymonologue, my creative self, other updates, Poetry August 21, 2014No Comments

No human can complete you,
You are complete,
even if you are a bit broken,
once you realize this you will be happier.

Some people won’t stay in your life
that doesn’t mean they didn’t love you
it simply means your paths have changed.
Still keep 3 types of people around you
those who build you up,
those who show you how to grow
and those who remind you of who you were.
At some point in your life you will be lucky;
you will feel complete
and have everyone you need.

Now life will be hard
and the path will be rough.
You’re dreams will seem far away,
but you have to keep going on.
Always look forward
and although you may like to look back
remember you are not the same as you were.
You are on a journey.
Your life is a journey that changes you.
So look back when you must
but try to look forward towards the bright future,
because even when the path seems dark
there is light around one of the corners.

Why? (A Poem)

by tiffanymy creative self, Poetry August 15, 2014No Comments

Why
Is my heart breaking;
Can I not see the light?
Why
have I lost hope;
Can I not feel the love?
Where is this lost feeling,
this void of hope;
where is this twisted feeling coming from?

Did I not laugh today,
was that a dream?
Did the sun not shine today
and did I not wake again?

Why
is my heart breaking;
is my mood so low?
Why
have I lost my hope
Do I not know which way to go?
Has my path darkened?
Have I lost my way?
Can you tell me?
I need to know.

Did I not see a baby smile
or hear my friends’ laughter?
Was there no jokes today
and did I not enjoy work?
Did the sun not shine today
and I not wake again?

Why
is my heart breaking;
do I feel alone?
Why
have I lost my hope;
can I not figure out?
Where can I find the hole that is inside
What fell out
How do I get it back in?

I guess it is simply one of those nights
after a wonderful day
when the night is darker
and my eyes are heavier.
I guess it is simply one of those nights
when I ask why
knowing the next dawn will be brighter.

This poem was written Wednesday night, after I hung out with a few friends and had a generally good day. I was happy most of it and then on the car ride home I started to think. My mind went off on its own and I wound up feeling a bit depressed by the time I pulled into my driveway. I decided to write as an outlet and to figure out where the feelings were coming from. By the end of the poem I realized it was just me being tired and thinking about everything I have to do.

It is simply one of those nights where I need to go to bed and know everything will be better in the morning.

I hope you enjoyed reading and let me know what you think. Also if you need help, advice, or just someone to talk to, please let me know. I am always willing to help and listen.

Crumble Down (a poem)

by tiffanymy creative self, Poetry August 13, 2014No Comments

When I build me up
I crumble down
and feel nothingness surround.
When I build me up
I forget to stand
and fall to the earth’s sand.
Crumbling and falling
I can not survive
Forgetting you breath
forgetting you live inside.
My strength and hope
my way and life.
I forget
I crumble down
so you can stand out
I do not stand on the sand
because you push me to your rock.

I will remember to crumble down
only to your will,
so that your love with stand.
I will stand aside
knowing you are my rock
so that your hope will shine bright.

Yes, I will crumble down
be pushed aside,
so love, hope and mercy can survive.

I have realized lately that I have felt this weird crumbling emotion towards my life, as if I am not in control of my life. I know I am not in complete control of my life, but people like to think they are. I want to believe what I am doing with my life means something and that my life is mine. Well, I realized on Sunday at church that the reason I felt lost and a crumbling of myself in my life is because since I am a follower of Jesus my life is not my own. I love Jesus and have given my life to him. This means I work with the gifts and talents God has given me to spread his love, hope and truth.

I started to write this poem (in my mind) as an expression of loosing myself and not feeling right. As I actually wrote it down though, I realized why I had that feeling and turned it into a poem for God.

I hope you enjoy this and please let me know what you think.

The No Structure Poem

by tiffanymy creative self, Poetry June 25, 2014May 23, 2020No Comments

I have been only focusing on poetry that has a structure or a type. Yes, I did do a free verse the other day, but still felt tied down in the fact that it had to be a free verse poem. I was reviewing the types I could do and decided not to decide. I guess this will be a free verse, because it has no type. It may turn into a type. Who knows? I don’t plan to edit it or control this piece of art. I’m just going to write, publish and see what happens.

A dog can love

a child can smile

and I can love.

Love with my heart

while the world says hate.

I’ll close my eyes and smile on.

I’ll hold on to my hope that lives deep in my heart.

When the end is fa away

and home is out of sight

I will hold tight to my love

hold tight to my hope

and look at the blue sky.

The clear blue sky that is a whisper

from above saying,” you are not alone

you are love.”

Yes, I will hold on to that love

and love the world.

When the world says stop

I will smile on.

When the world says no

I will continue to love.

And when the world says it’s over

I will hold tight to my hope.

Because through any pain

you can smile

Through any obstacle

you can love

and through any ending

you can hope.

If you think you can not love

look at a dog.

If you think you can not smile

look at a child.

And if you can not hope

come to me.

Yes, a dog can love,

A child can smile

and I, I can hope.

I will hope endlessly.

Stated Song: Cockeyed Optimist

by tiffanymy creative self, recorded June 21, 2014One Comment

This week’s acting video is a Stated Song called Cockeyed Optimist. Cockeyed Optimist was composed byRichard Rodgers, with lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein II and is found in the musical South Pacific. The wikipedia page for the musical can be found at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_Pacific_(musical). For a video of the actual song please go to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p0DusO6ipLw.

The lyrics are:

When the sky is a bright canary yellow
I forget every cloud I’ve ever seen,
So they called me a cockeyed optimist
Immature and incurably green.

I have heard people rant and rave and bellow
That we’re done and we might as well be dead,
But I’m only a cockeyed optimist
And I can’t get it into my head.

I hear the human race
Is fallin’ on its face
And hasn’t very far to go,
But every whippoorwill
Is sellin’ me a bill,
And tellin’ me it just ain’t so.

I could say life is just a bowl of Jello
And appear more intelligent and smart,
But I’m stuck like a dope
With a thing called hope,
And I can’t get it out of my heart!
Not this heart…

I really had a fun time doing this monologue/ stated song. I enjoyed making this one the most, so far. Please let me know what you think.

3/28 to 4/4 (DreamWard Bound)

by tiffanyDreamward bound, Life April 4, 2014No Comments

It amazes me at all that is happening in my life right now. It may seem small to an outsider, but it is changing me. I am feeling more confident with the direction of my life.

One of the small things was that I saw a friend’s premier film (Redux). You see this film is his first major film and I was blown away with it. If last week’s mishaps taught me to guard myself and that untalented script writers are out there, this week taught me that there is talent and trustworthy people filming movies. I already knew that my friend was good at filming and that he was a good person. Seeing his movie taught me that talent, skill and being a trustworthy person does not come with age, but hard work and a mind that wants to learn.

Another thing that happened this week was that I declined a day job, because I was offered a better one. After three months of not working and trying to figure out life this was a major relief. Being able to pick between two jobs is new to me, but it was an easy choice. I chose the one where I will be able to fund my art, work with friends, and have a cool job. The other awesome thing with this is that I will be starting Monday.

I am doing this recap of my week in chronological order, so this is not bigger than my job. It just happened later in the week. I went to two music shows this week. I saw Beats Antique and Emancipator. They both were awesome shows and I found a new band to follow (Slow Magic). Beats Antique was my favorite out of the two. I enjoyed Emancipator’s show it was simply Beats Antique was theatrical, amazing and awesome. It was a stunning show that I was not expecting.

I also started to record readings of my poems. I hope to have all my poems recorded in the future.

This post may not seem focused towards living my dream or trying to but trust me it is to me. You see watching Redux showed me I can be who I am in the film industry and have my films mean something. Getting a job will be a step to funding the films I want to make. Going to a show inspired me to be my type of artist and allowed me to release emotions in a different way. Also, going with my friend, Kateland, taught me a little more about being friendly and at least trying to be extroverted at times, which is needed in networking. And recording my poems, well that’s just another way to get my name out there.

Now, things I learned this week is:

There is good film makers around
I may have to have a non-art job, but that does not mean it has to be a lame non-art job.
People like nice people and I can show them I am a nice person… I can actually talk to strangers, even though I may not like to.

Dreamward bound

by tiffanyDreamward bound, Life March 15, 2014May 24, 2020No Comments

I always day-dream, dream and wish to have my art be my career. I have taken steps to do so in my writing and painting, but it seems harder for my acting. I love entertaining people, just as much as I love writing and painting, but acting takes more people to pull off. I mean I have tried to do a show by myself (In My Mind {a note about In My Mind: it was supposed to ridiculous and bad comedy.}), but that did not really work.

(Note: In My Mind was removed from YouTube due to my change in focus)

I am hoping to find auditions, but it seems like I don’t know where to look, so I have decided to write to talent agencies, with a “let’s see what happens” attitude. My first letter that I emailed out is below.

Dear Talent Agency,

I am an actor, author, and artist looking for work as a background actor or small role acting roles in either commercials or television. I found your agency while researching local casting calls and talent agencies. I am serious about living my life and part of that is becoming a full-time actor. My hopes in contacting you is that you see my passion, dedication, and determination towards acting, and agree to discuss representing me.

My fast details:

Name, Age: Tiffany Joy
Height, Measurements, Sizes: 5’7″, 160 lbs, 34D size 10 dress/ 12 pants.
Hair & Eye color: blonde hair, blue eyes
Phone number & Address:************

I am trying to make acting my main career and will take any size role, because I understand that I have a long way to go. I grew up in the theater since I was 5 years old and now hold a Bachelor’s in Theater and Dance with a concentration in Acting/ Directing, so I comprehend the difficulties of the entertainment business. I have filled almost every role there is to fill in the theater including stage manager, director, scene shop technician, technical director and many more roles. Since graduating high school, I have tried to stray away from acting, but nothing makes me happier than acting. Now I give up trying to stay away and would like to act on film.

I was first trained in dance, starting when I was 5 years old. Once I turned 10 years old I started to act in musicals. In high school I formed and helped run my school’s drama club, while acting in the short plays. In college I tried my hand as a technician, but majored in acting. During this long training process I wound up being in 24 musicals, 4 plays, 2 cabarets, and an extra in 1 film. I am also involved with an improvisational group, which meets weekly.

I have attached my acting resume, 2 head-shots, and a full body shot to this email. However, you can also see examples of my work, including my other art forms, at tiffanyjoy.net. If you have any questions, please, email me at tiffany@tiffanyjoy.net or call me at *******. I look forward to hearing from you.

Thank you for your time and consideration.

Sincerely,

Tiffany Joy.

TiffanyJoy.net

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What do you think? Would you consider representing me if you were an agent?

Precious

by tiffanymy creative self, Poetry December 12, 2013No Comments

Hello, today I decided to do the daily prompt. This is a mostly unedited poem. Please let me know what you think.

Precious

Who is precious?

Who can do no wrong?

There is only one.

With love flowing out

he came to the ground

with all the power

of the earth he owned,

He humbled himself to save every soul;

he came to rescue everyone.does no wrong

Yes my precious lives far above,

yes the one who can do no wrong

wrote the rules of the universe in our hearts.

He is love and truth.

He rescues those who,

by the free will he gave,

chose to walk away.

He is in my precious.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/12/12/daily-prompt-my-precious/