Thank You

I have been very blessed to have wonderful people in my life
and sometimes the words Thank You mean a lot.

Words can not express your warmth and grace
Your love and embrace gave me hope of a new day
When I stumbled you were there to catch my fall
Thank you for not judging my inequalities
But recognizing my greater qualities
Thank you planting the seeds giving me the roots to grow
Thank you for healing my grieving heart
When I lost the ones who departed out of my life
Thank you for helping me keep my faith
While I await for a miracle
Thank you for helping press towards
My quest and helping me realize that I am truly blessed.

A Tribute to my Mother

My mother means the world to me she is my best friend. Though she gets on my nerves at times! She is one of the most remarkable woman in my life, so I dedicated this poem to her.

Words Webster's can't define
You have brought me through thunderstorms
When I wanted to end everything
You sparked a new beginning
When my heart shattered
You gave me the connecting pieces
When I lost my sense of direction
You gave me a life map
When I lost my battles in defeat
You gave me courage to keep going
Comfort for the tears
Encouragement through fears
Laughter through pain
Unconditional love
A pathway of guidance
And a platform to be myself
Parenting is a full time position
And I return your payment in full.

©Tiffany Collins

Today

Today I complained that my shoes didn't match with my bag
When a solider who just returned home lost his leg
Today I complained that my breakfast was distasteful
When there is a woman in Africa who would trade places with me
Today I complained that my son was driving me crazy
When my friend lost her son to leukemia
Today I complained that I hate my small apartment
When people are losing their homes due to foreclosures
Today I complained about my life not being perfect
When some one's life ended today.
©Tiffany Collins

Expired Time

Given a title upon my arrival
Yet he didn't fulfill the requirements
So he caste his absentee ballot
For all the times that truly mattered
Like Graduations, proms, and even the arrival of his grandson
Metal gray bars and a life sentence separates us
Angry bitter tears and broken promises
one lie after another could have turned into fairy tale
Time will heal all wounds but it will never have enough
Quarters too feed the meter of his time absent in my life.

©Tiffany Collins

The Forecast

The forecast predicted rain
Hail, sleet, and snow
The doctor predicted three months
And then a departure to the silent land
shattered hearts with no glue
A family torn a part with no clue
Yet she always knew that her pain
Would leave them in vain
Stage three of breast cancer
Cursed her body like a lion eating its prey
From there we knew death had entered the room
To carry her away like the forecast predicted.

© Tiffany Collins

A Woman Unfolding

A woman unfolding like a bird with closed wings
But only I have opened mines to fly
Surviving the growing pains
And even the responsibilities I have gained
The wind calls me to fly then I look and see
That this woman unfolding has turned into a lovely black butterfly
With a mind strong like one of the world leaders
I have become the essence of my ancestors who smile upon me
to be all that I can be
because as the world can see I am unfolding like no other man, woman or child.
© Tiffany Collins

Let Me Be Who I Am

Let me sail through the summer June sky

Let me take long dives under the bath tub sea

Let me paint my images on the hallway walls

Let me eat chocolate ice cream and dirty my clean clothes

Let me stumble when I fall and put a band aid on my knee

Let me eat from the cake bowl after you have put the cake in the oven

Let me jump in rainbow filled puddles and get my feet wet

Let me pretend to be a superhero and want to save the world

Let me play the drums on your favorite pots

Let me express my thoughts freely

Let me make mistakes and give me room to grow and wings to fly.

© Tiffany Collins

The Destroyer

Over the years I have watched drugs destroy the lives of people that I love. Many didn't survive or overcome the addiction, instead the addiction out lived them.

I get inside people's minds

whether its man, woman, or child

I destroy families and friendships

I break up marriages even cause miscarriages

I make you lie, steal, and cheat to get a taste of me

I am the main cause of HIV

But it doesn't matter to you

Because I make you feel good like no other

But in the long run I take you slowly

But you're too high to even know it.

Tiffany Collins ©

Elegy for my Brother

Everday in this country someone will lose his or her battle with AIDS in 1999 my brother lost his battle with the disease.


The forecast predicted rain
My brother was positive for eight years
His hands were like oil based canvas that created master pieces
Embarrassed and ashamed dad disowned him out of fears
It was a beast that hid in the shadows of his t-cells
Every 12 hours of prescribed antiretroviral medication became a mission
The times that I saw his face my eyes became wells
Black trees carved into his coffin
He was lifted away into the dark night
Cemented gravel compressed into his tomb
The east winds won’t stop blowing
And the river of this epidemic keeps flowing.
Tiffany Collins ©

Poem: A Mother's Prayer

Being a mother is one of the greatest feelings in this world. My son is the light of my life and I hope and pray that he will someday impact and change the world. So I dedicate this poem to him.



Lead him into the path of sincerity and truth

Give him the spirit of love, peace, and empowerment
Let him walk with faith and the power to conquer his dreams
Let him learn to forgive and be humble
Let him honor and respect himself as well as others
Grant him guidance when he falls
Let him achieve and believe that he can do all things
Let him grow up and make a difference in the world
Let him dance when there are down pours in his life
Let him rejoice and give thanks for the things that matter
Let him know no matter what there will always be a way.

Tiffany Collins ©

What Poetry Means to Me

Poetry is an imaginative art that captures some of life experiences such as love, the birth of a child, family, friends, and the remembrance of those who have departed this earth. Poetry is a way for me to capture my deepest emotions without writing a book. It provides an escape from the rest of the world and allows me to reflect and relive some of the things I have experienced in the journey called life.

Life

Life is a Journey so uncover it

Life is about dreaming so believe it

Life is a battle so prepare to fight

life is about existence so learn to live it

Life is about make choices so be wise

Life is a puzzle you have to connect the right pieces.

Tiffany Collins ©

Blogging frustrations

I am really frustrated with this blogging Business I have no clue what to talk about. I want to have fun with blogging and want others to see it represented on my page. Where do I start?

The Begining

This is going to be a long semester. I never creating blogs or any of this highly diverse computer stuff so I hoping that this class will give me a better insight on the technology world.