Borrowed Children

I am thankful for my borrowed childrenAs I am thankful for this borrowed timeWe no longer stay here for centuriesAnd none of us gets out aliveWe are hereTodayAnd I am gratefulWith words, song & prayer,TiMoOnward Looking© Tiffany Monique February 2014

Two Gold Lines

Hey hey! Here is your Saturday Post!This is my time, to sit, to sip, to look, to listenThis is my space, for pondering, for dancing, for writing, for singingThis is my joy, loving, giving, hoping, livingAnd learningLet’s not forget that***I am tacitly mindful of...

Happy Birthday Bro

In lieu of your Saturday Post – here is a post for Andrew:I heard in an audio book (Proverbs for the People) that there is a traditional calling for one member of the generation to be the griot – historian of that generation (as I am female – I would be the...

Memory’s Renaissance

Hey there! Here is your Saturday Post.~~~ ~~~ ~~~It is another kind of birthingTaking place here.RebirthOf an old story.Reaching back to mark the placeCoiled into one point in time.A stone of remembered storiesBirthing into a singular story.A story joining other...

Surf’s Up

Dedicated to Denise B. with love, a Saturday post!We call them wavesIt is difficult to find the ground sometimesNormal is chaosAnd chaos is lost in sorrowThis is a new mine fieldSprung up in the flowery pastures of the oldSuch joy to rememberSuch stark contrast toThe...