CAN YOU BELIEVE IT

CAN YOU BELIEVE IT

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I saw fairies, child angels, and yes, departed ones too

My family were frightened, and wondered what to do

My arms were wide wings, I declared “I can now, fly”

They looked at me sideways, then up at the dark sky

“I’m free! free! it’s wonderful, free at long, long last!”

I cried it to the world, to anyone, all who might pass

The fun ended, when I ignored the clock, food, a bath

Families can only go so far, with this mad sort of lark

I simply had to fly away my take off was really rough

I wasn’t ready, but, I had to go they were going to lock me up!

Trish 2019 (to be continued)

LOST FOR WORDS

I have no words, only images, everywhere!!
They tangle around me, squeeze my breath
They are mattered in my thin unwashed hair

And, there's  lack of structure in my dull mind
a can't hear sort of melody, in the background
Which must be rewired. then I can join mankind

I need an invitation, of sorts? a kind word will do
That"s all it will take!! to bring me out of the cold
It will say, welcome home little one, welcome to you

Trish 2019

ONCE.MORE

Yes, once more  I am not listening, nor ever will again
Yes, can you believe it, at long last, I’m in from the rain
Yes, was the first and last word,  to pass from my dry lips
Yes and even maybe no, are the language off the new lists.
Trish. 2019

IN MY PLACE

In this place, it is hot, and sometimes cold
In this place, I can be, a child, young, old
Now, finally, in this place, I, mould into it
Hard as it has been, it’s now, a perfect fit.
Trish 2019

A HOLLOW VICTORY

The. Light was always ahead, shining in my.eyes
My breath on hold, always. ready, for the surprise
Tension in teeth and toes, limbs, cold and numb
Waiting ever and always, for the inevitable to come.
Trish. 2019

QUICK

Come and see, what I see, catch it now
Don’t think, just look, oh! oh!  it’s gone
You were too slow, never mind, don’t fret,
It will always come back, and, I’ll call to you
But, you must definitely be ready, and, quick!
Trish 1995

AT WAR WITH WORDS

Let the words pour forth, and give birth
To my thoughts, my feelings, to my loss
Let my words, wake, war with each other
Until they rest, and make peace in my heart
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Trish 2019

DIFFICULT

This looks as if it might be difficult
But, I intend to take it on, no matter
What, the outcome may be, no matter
How,, where, she leads, I will follow her.
Trish 2019

WHERE THERE IS NO NAME

I’m not known by a name, nor respond to one,
If some one should call to me, and I do respond
It must be a silent call, and they must hear beneath
A wild, raw destructive wind my whispered secrets
Only then, will I say ‘welcome, enter, I am waiting’.
Trish 2019

LOVE

I’m looking over my shoulder, to see if you follow
I know that you don’t, from the feel of the hollow
In that  place held  so deep within, the aching heart
Where only the union of all blessed  love may start
I’m looking.
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FLOATING

There is a sort of floating touch
It's barely there, it's not much
Just a little bit off the ground
Without even a slightest sound
Into a world, of the unknown
It reveals magic, blossom-blown
Trish 2019

WORDS

Words, they just keep pouring out,
Fill days, and nights, fill my mouth.
With memories, soured,  acid taste
Take my energy, my time, and waste
Away, the delicate workings of mind
Words can’t do it, they can  never find
The way out, of the maze, into the light
Keep me prisoner, until, they are right.
Trish 2019

CELEBRATE

It’s time to bring on the happy hour
Time to celebrate for all the power
Uniting with others can bring about
Come friends, it’s my turn to shout.
Trish 2019

A BASKET OF FRUIT

In front of me is a basket full of fruit

The lusciousness of nature is mine

If a nymph could come with his flute

Then all will become, purely sublime

And if I close my eyes to dream again

Of a soul that can unite fully with mine,

Then let me be filled with a liquid  gold

And let all burn and melt in fiercest fire 

Let the lusciousness and liquid absolve.

Trish 2019

KNOCKING A WAY OUT

Knocking on a steel door, has seemed to me, pointless
It brings an ever deeper pain, inside the aching heart
Is there an echo? to me, it has always felt?  jointless.
A pumping echo, that  bends, yet never can it  give
I have heard, a wooden door can be opened with a tap
Were that the challenge, could we have had a life to live?
Trish 2019

ABANDONED ONE

Waiting is a hard thing to do, it needs a soft heart
One that wants to wait forever, and never to part
From the one who never comes, nor even passes by
While the waiting cuts ever deeper, until a sharp cry
Pierce’s the air, of darkest night, with a word, why?
Trish 2019

BLUEBELLS

Is there a perfume more beautiful than bluebells
If there is, like many, things, who is it that tells?
Who is there with the sensitive eye, ear and all
That can sense the differences that are so small
Even the warmest sun cannot spread its warmth
Over the secret shy beauty, that evil does haunt.
Trish 2019

THE BLIND WOMAN

THE BLIND WOMAN

She had wandered like a blind person, for many years,
The mud, the dust, the blood, all mixed with her tears
And the higher she climbed, the blacker it all became
She pleaded, Oh God, please, please, tell me my name.
Trish 2019

THE CHILL OF TIME

THE CHILL OF TIME

There is the slightest chill, in the night air
And my skin tingles, as I sit and do care
Over matters reported by powers that be
Of how things will come unbidden to me

How in the dead of stillest night, it comes
Catches me fast by the hair, as I try to run
In all directions, in a desperate bid for time
But my scattered wits betray, me, and mine.
Trish 2019

SLOWLY DID THE DOOR CLOSE

How did it open, why has it now slowly closed

And the people, who stood inside, who knows

Where they have scattered, or did some stay?

And accept dry words, of each, and every day.

Are plastic flowers still standing, stiff and tall

Like the proud unbending necks of one and all

Who close their eye’s, hearts, to loss and need

Oh, god help the soul who suffers for holy creed. 

Trish 2019

I carry my journey

within me, close to my heart
It will always remain with me, as from the start
It directed each step I took, each decision I made
And so shall it always be, until my very last day.
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BREATHING INTO LIFE

Breath, oh breathe love into life,
Slowly awaken, from dark night
Open the eyes, of body and soul
Watch new, emerge from the old.
Trish 2019

GODLIEST GIRL EVER!

Oh! I am a good girl, I just look straight ahead
At night, I keep my eyes open, even, in my bed.
Days and nights pass by, my eyes are ever wide
I know exactly what to do, when to go and hide.
Trish 2019

‘Pollyanna’ Trish 2019

TURNING AWAY

In the future ahead, are the Gods awake?
And what’s now mine, shall no man  take?
As I close my fists, and hold ever so tight?
Am I safe at last in even the blackest night?
Trish 2019

Turning Away Trish 2019

GODS CHILD

All Gods bow, to the devoted child
Where there once were, bitter tears
Shall, now rest, peace, love, smiles
The bowed head raises  ever more
The gaze now, on a different  shore.
Trish 2019

GODS CHILD Trish 2019

WHY IS IT SO

What is it, that stops my word?
Just as  it is about to be heard?
Why does my breath fade away?
At the time I’ve so much to say?
Trish 201

IT’S THAT TIME AGAIN

When the blossom is on the bow again
And the warm evening, invites soft rain
I recall perfume of your hair, your skin
And ask, where does beauty end? begin?
Trish 2019

THE TASTE

The bitter taste of one lost and alone
Is as if, given poison, in one’s home
It travels like a thief through all flesh
Nestles slyly, and lives there as a guest.
Trish 2019

‘THE TASTE’ Trish 2019

AT THE HEART OF IT

what is this dull thud, in my breast
And how can I explain, at my best
The grief, the loss of days of nights
As I strive to claim, all of my rights.
Trish 2019

‘PITT ST’ 2019 Trish

DEEPEST SLEEP

THERE IS A WORLD OUTSIDE OF ME, LOOMING THERE
IT SAYS IT WANTS ME, BUT I ABSOLUTELY  DON’T CARE
IF I SHOULD AWAKEN, OH WHAT WOULD HAPPEN THEN?
MONSTERS AND DEVILS,  EVIL WITCHES  AND BAD MEN
WOULD GOBBLE ME UP, THROW ME UNDER OUR FLOOR
NO!NO!, I will continue to hide and never!!!Open the door.!!!!!!!!

Trish 2019

ONE WAY TICKET

As I rest and slumber in the dark of night
There’s a face appears with flashing light
All aboard! cries a voice, so loud and clear
No return ticket needed, your heaven’s here!
Trish 2019

THE HAND OF THE HEART

IF MY HAND SHOULD BE MY HEART
AT THIS MOMENT, RIGHT HERE, NOW
IT WOULD BE CLOSING EVER SLOWLY
AND RETURNING TO THE VERY START

I’D RECALL DREAMS THAT ONCE TOLD
HOW ALL HAD LEFT ME, ALL HAD GONE
DREAMS LIKE LIFE’S NOT AS IT SEEMS
AND, LOVE’S AN ILLUSION, ALL IS COLD

BUT TO FOLLOW WHAT  I ONCE WAS TOLD
AND LET MY HAND-HEART SQUEEZE SHUT
LISTEN TO A DARK, DEEP VOICE OF MISERY
THEN SWIFTLY AND SILENTLY, I’LL BE OLD.
Trish 2019 (today) 

Words

Are the words, a way to get lost?
Are they not worthy of their cost?
Who knows the  value, they carry?
Let’s work it out, but first let’s tarry.
Trish 2019

GOD SINGS

There is a brush of breath, on my cheek,
And song begins, from beneath my feet
Can it be, perhaps  a song from on high
The meaning? of the breath, of the sigh?
Trish 2019

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God Sings Trish

ARISE ARISE

Is it possible the fear, the lostness is a path?
The hand that grasps, and claws at my heart?
Plays spiritual melody, with a message for all?
After the hell, a mystical rising, from the fall?
Trish 2019

DEEP SLEEP

AND MY SLEEP IS VAST AND DEEP
AND MY BREATH IS A SLOW DEATH
AND I SUFFER SILENT, CRUCIFIED
AND WAIT TO AWAKEN, AND ARISE
Trish 2008

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BEING CAUTIOUS

I wish I had eyes in the back of my head
Even when the day comes, that I'm dead
So I could know who is standing  behind
You can never know what's on their mind,

Trish 2019

MY SIGHT AND ME

It is hard to see the things, so near to me
Why just the other day, I hugged a tree!
I thought it was a person, warm and true
And, with my arms around it, I felt you!!

Trish 2019

I WAS WITH YOU

I follow you, as you tell me how it was
To yearn for another’s attention and love
I see the light, held high up, in your hand
And I nod my head, you see, I understand.
Trish 2019

THE BOW THAT BREAKS

There is a tree at our front door,

It’s branches are so heavy laden

With memories and sad sounds

Of those who first made them.

And placed them upon that tree,

In newspaper, and strong string
Now all the tree’s branches broke

And the dead bird can finally sing. 

Trish 2019

AROUND MY THROAT AND HEART

There is a hand, held tight around my throat
And a chain wrapped tight around my heart
And my chest is full of shadows and darkness,
Swallowed for all those, completely heartless.
Trish 2019

‘AROUND MY THROAT AND HEART’
Trish 2019

A DIFFERENT WAITING

I look and look, wait and wait
It’s not like waiting at our gate
No, no, this waiting is pure bliss
Like sweetness of the purest  kiss.
Trish 2019

A DIFFERENT WAITING
Trish 2019

THE GOD OF IT ALL

In my dreams I listen and hear

It hovers, then will disappear

Even awake, it’s there, and gone

But a  melody, is now, its song. 

Trish 2019

THE GOD OF IT ALL
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THE ANSWER

Is there even an answer, to it all?
I now doubt that there actually is
But suppose, there truly was one?
It might be peace, love and live?

Trish 2019

THE WAIT OF IT ALL

‘It’s the wait that kills me’ he said
And it’s as if, I’m in, over my head
And, it isn’t a fear? or anticipation?
No, as if, I’m left behind at the station.
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A HEART’S DELIGHT

It’s the child’s delight that makes one smile
The open heart, the lack of need, to beguile
The reaching out with an eager open heart
The forever and full belief, at the very start
That those they love, will be there, always
Each morn is exciting, yes, each new day
Is a dance  they do with their  open heart
Their delight at all, creates, a silver laugh.
Trish 2019

TICKLING THE OLD IVORIES

Tickle the old ivories, well, so I’ve heard some say
Why, I tickle the old brain,  well, each and every day!
Don’t let those old  connections, fade, rust and then rot!
No! No!  Tickle those old ivories, good, bad, best, or not.
Trish 2019

TALKING BECOMES ONE SO.

Today, I talked, long, to a total stranger
As if I’d known them, oh, well,  forever.
And my  words flowed pure and liquid
Like the cool, known calmness of a river
I’d not expected the gift of grace, never!
But I know, I’ll feel it always, yes, forever.

Trish 2019

AT THE HEART OF IT
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SMILE SWEET ONE, AND THEN, TASTE WITH TONGUE
THE BITTER LOLLY POP OF IT ALL. LAUGH LITTLE SOUL
AND WIPE THE TEARS FROM YOUR EYES AS YOUR WEE
BODY SHAKES WITH MIRTH, SLIPS AND SLIDES THROUGH DARKEST ALLEY WAYS,
FROM THE VERY FIRST DAY OF YOUR BIRTH

lollypop land

LISTENING
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I can hear a whisper of silence,
It brushes, so close, to my ear
And if I can stand  ever so still
Who knows what I may hear?
Trish 2019

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DARK DAY

I’m tired, no,  I’m weary,
In, truth,  I’m really teary
To get on the track again
I’ll pray the word Amen.
Trish 2019

AUNT MILLIE

I wish I could live in my dad’s chook pen

It’s always, so wonderfully cosy, so warm

Live with my favourite hen, our aunt Millie

She came to our house, the day I was born

Yes, our hen house is the place, I love most

And, aunt Millie, because she is very, special

Could welcome all, as either hostess or host.

Trish 2019

ALL LIFE SINGS

Come sweet souls, you too have a bird song
Why no one stays all silent, not for very long
It's a matter of listening daily, listening so hard
No one will notice you are praying, in their yard.
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GETTING IT RIGHT

I don't have all the answers, not right now
They are deep inside me, somewhere/how
I'll find the magic key, to open my heart
Then, oh, just listen, as the waterfall starts.
Trish 2018

Trish 2019

AT THE START

All of my breath is in this space
All of my being in this one place
And as I cry out to the all of me
A voice says, rest, rest and just be.
Trish 2019

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