BALM OF BLISS

MELANTHA

Dearest Darkness of them all,
when I should hear the sacred call,
whispered to me on breath of life,
embracing all, last day and night,
let me, surrender to the final bliss,
of breaths brush and farewell kiss.

Trish   8/12/12

PIA

Sometimes the way is difficult, or, even bad,
but the worst thing must surely be, someone, sad.
Pia is left wondering, what, the way, is all about?
The secrets, the strife, she wants to just shout!

'To hell with all the problems, confusion, the lot!
If I could fix it, I would!, but tell me, what?
am I to do, when things go all confused and amiss,
I'd gladly place the healing balm of a loving kiss.

Upon the brow of anyone who needs, the balm of love,
put my shoulder to the wheel, help give a good hard shove!
But the way is not so simple, as fixing daily trouble,
no, the way, is delicately  poised, a giant, brilliant bubble'.

Tushie   7/12/12

THE PATH OF COLOR

'Try some of the lovely pastels' she said.

So, swiftly, to the path of colour, I fled.

Tushie   7/12/12

UP AND OVER

She's coming up and over the hill,
really, it's quite a thrill.
Even though, the road ahead,
looks a lot like, an unmade bed..

Tushie   7/12/12

DIVING DEEPLY

WARRIOR WOMAN

'A Warrior Woman'  by  Trish

I met a fine lot of folk today,
willing to share, help show the way.