Friday Poetry 12.13.13

by | Dec 13, 2013 | Poetry

Impact TremorsNot just the immediate metamorphosisNot just the first seven layers of shifting skinSomething more is happeningFathoms downIt’s just too deep to see right nowBut the water in the glass is movingAs it sits idle on the tableAnd I know it to be...

Friday Poetry 10-11-13

by | Oct 11, 2013 | Poetry

Summer 2010, Washington, DC © Tiffany MoniqueTwo Weeks NoticeIf overthinking were a jobI was a Chief Administrative OfficerAnd hating my positionI had a beautiful officeIn a beautiful buildingIn the middle of a stormOf my own creationAnd I loved and hatedMy own...

Friday Poetry 9.20.13

by | Sep 20, 2013 | Poetry

Weeding Word Weeds  A word weed, finding itself sacred, begs to overgrow and overthrow me. It’s like being accosted by a thought, or worse a thought process that chokes the effervescence of creativity within me.  I don’t want to be this weird....

Friday Poetry 9.13.13

by | Sep 13, 2013 | Poetry

Writings from the desert…It’s flippin’ dry!I’m parched!Need fluids!Need to LIVE!Well,If I’m alive enough to complainI’m ALIVE!HECK NO it’s not comfortable!But there’s something beautiful in itBeauty in the pain of...

Friday Poetry 8.30.13

by | Aug 30, 2013 | Poetry

Sometimes you are the paperSometimes you are the sandSometimes you’re being preparedSometimes it’s where you landSometimes it ain’t just sometimesAnd you’re a little stuckMetamorphose butterflyOr be a moth – if you wantYou’re gonna...