I, Tiffany Joy, am a poet. I love sharing poetry with other poetry lovers. I do this on my site and by using the category ‘poetry‘ and also adding this tag to each post.
I whisper stay steady
because I was told to stay strong.
With all the world pushing me down
I stay steady.
When I’m weak, I’m told to stay strong.
When I’m broken, I’m told to hold on,
because the world does not see
because I am free.
I can be strong in my weakness
I can hold on when everything is broken.
And I will walk when my path is dark.
Give me word to write,
A story to tell.
Show me which way to go,
How to grow.
Dance with me
And lead me around.
I don’t want control,
I just want to know;
Know how to dance,
How to sing.
I just want to know how to be.
So give me the words to write
And the story to tell.
Show me which way to go
And how to grow.
I’m not sure if any one noticed but I have not been posted daily. This is because I have been hard at work putting together the best of my poems. I’ve taken ones through out my life, including a few from this blog. I then edited them, polished them up, and fix what needed to be fixed with them. Now the best of my poetry is all in one e-book. I do plan to publish a hard copy poetry book, but will need to write about 40 more poems worth adding into a book. So, if you want to see the progression of my work buy my book for 1.50 at Lulu.comor ibookstore (for you ipad/ iphone) or on your nook.
A bird can do everything,
Fly, give happiness
In joyfully knowing life more
Near open ponds,
Quiet rivers,
Steady trees,
Undiscovered valleys,
Without xing young zoos
I came to search,
And search I did;
To find myself
And how to live.
I looked for my path
And found it safe
Locked away in my heart.
Now the search
For who I am
And what to do
Finally reached its end
Where do I go?
What do I do?
I will go to search,
Yes search I will do,
Not for dreams
Or what could be,
Not for goals
Or what lies beyond.
I will go and search,
Search for you.
Mirrored pond
With rushing waters underneath
Cal and gentle
And passion beneath.
Flowing to a babbling brook
Talking about love and life.
Over rocks and mud
Speaking of time and strife.
Continuing on to a river gentle
A bit confused but still moving on.
Moving towards an unseen destination
But alway remembering the starting pond.
Open my heart to hear;
unlock my mind to see.
Teach me how to walk
into your arms of grace.
Show me how to listen,
to your voice of truth.
Give me a lesson to learn
and a dream to follow.
Let me follow you
and always be my Lord.
My heart starts wandering.
My head is never clear.
I turn to find myself,
then turn to find a ring.
I think I have lost you,
yet you whisper ‘I am always near.’
My soul yearns to be with you.
My heart is never clear.
I wish to face your beauty
and know what to do.
Still I know you are never far;
yes you are always near.
I worry about winter
When summer is near,
When spring only now
Is fading into a sweet memory.
Yes, I fear the cold frigid storms
When the Sun shines bright
Warming the already hot air.
I worry and fear
But I convice myself not tonight.
For the night must be for dreams,
dream that could turn into reality.
Oh, how I want to force
my reality into my dreams,
Push my hopes into a cage
Or wish my life far far away.
Yet, there must be a different way
A new path, a strange way.
A road away from the fears
Of freezing on the road
Of needing to stop because of the cold.
How can I force summer to stay?
Is there a way
To stop seasons from changing
to stop life from living?
No, I suppose there is no way
Of stopping the world from turning and life from living,
But reality does not need to stay
And the life lived can be what dreams make.
Calm the calamity in my mind,
Because I know you’re here.
And, I know I’m right.
This path may look
the wrong way,
seem to go no way,
a dead-end
or have a brick wall in the way.
Yet, this path is
the one I’m on,
the one you lead me down,
the right road for me,
so I will walk this path
that some think leads no where.
Because I know
I will get where I going
and know that I’m being led.