LADY IN RED

'Lady In Red'  by  Trish

See the dancing lady, see her prance along,
the melody is silent, and so is her song.
she doesn't need to sing out, or hurry, but if she should,
she can spring, and step and stretch, it's all so good!

She can even do a movement called, the 'fish dive',
imagine being able to do a thing like that, and thrive!
She can also whirl and turn, and spring high into the air,
do it all over again with a fierce and yet delicate air

Yes, glide, whirl, take quick small jumps, all on her toes.
How this agility suddenly came, only she knows.
Yes, brisk jumps, and leap, then gracefully glide,
bang! goes the tambourine, as she scatters happiness far and wide.

Tushie

REACHING FOR THE FLOWERS

'Raining Flowers'  by  Trish

Here I am, reaching out to all,
the lovely  flowers, as they fall.
Colors endlessly parade, before my eyes,
raining endlessly from a wondrous colored sky.

Where have all the dark clouds gone?
for so long they were the melody to my song.
But no more, of the twisted charade it seems.
Only in peace, and the perfume of prayer, rest my dreams.

Tushie


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SORROW

'Departure'  by  Trish

Farewell to you sad heart,
there's no bitterness as we part.
My days were spent, alone with you,
those willing to stay were none, or  few.


Many call you to walk with them,
be it to the fork in the road, or the very end.
Farewell to you sad heart,
yours is never a lonely path.


Farewell to you sad one,
without you I could not have begun.
Taken up my bed, to join you on the road,
but for  you, I'd never have shed, the burden of my  load.

Tushie

THE OWL AND FUNNY BUNNY

I've just landed on my feet, and I still feel, a bit,  all at sea,

'I Just Can't Believe It! Can You?'  by  Trish

Imagine me turning around like this, from where I used to be.
And yet, strangely it's quite a bit, very much the same.
I'm still the person I used to be, and I still have the same name.

Ah, but there's the rub, the trick, the key to it all,
if we're called, and we answer, we are thrown to the winds, then back to shore.

and as  the waves carry us safely, home to our rightful place,
we leave the mask behind, feel the sun, the rain, moonlight, upon,  our pale ever grateful face.

Tushie

'Familiar Surroundings'  by  Trish

 FUNNY BUNNY'S VIEW OF IT
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I simply would not go, I've my health to think of you know.
And as for the sea, it was not and never will be, for me.
All that weird business, of voices calling to one in the night,
if one had called for me, I would  have got a heck of a fright.

Live and let live, is my motto, unto each his own,
let those who wish it, wander, away from kindred and home.
Let those who need to, do it, go forth, into battle drawn,
set sail into nowhere, but not me, I'm content where I've been  born.

I know I have my problems, they can come to me in the night,
but I'm used to having them, I'm familiar, even at home with my  fright.
But calling me to travel, into uncharted lands, all completely wild,
to heed a call like that, I'd need to be mad, or at least, a lost child.
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BURNING BRIGHT

Wonder, wonder, fervour bright,

'Wonder'  by Trish

no need for fear of advancing night.

No need for shifting sands on shore,

no need, no need, ever more.

Adorn  your  temple, with flowers and love,

cherish your , creations, hold them fast and above,

events and happenings, that thrash,and then stall,

wonder, wonder burning fervently, brightly, over all..

Tushie

SHEER AND DOUBT

'Sheer'  by  Trish

Sheer seems to be hiding? she seems so very small,
she looks a bit overwhelmed, by the intensity of it all.
But good times are ahead, she only has to wait,
a little bit longer, safe in her own whole faith.

Hear the roar of the lion, see the strength, at hand.
May her mighty sound, ring through out this wild land.
See colors that sizzle, then whoompf!, they  flare as flames,
the heat is incredible, no time for false niceties or games,

Sheer  heard her name  upon the wind, one night long ago,
but Doubt whispered 'don't answer, how are you to know,
who it is calls out, at this late  hour of the night,
and even if it does carry your name, it may not be yours by right'.

Doubt continued, 'better no name, than follow one that's wrong.
And what matter anyway, we don't need a name to belong.
To risk being someone else, is more than one should dare,
especially, when even your true name, doesn't end all care.'

Sheer took a flaming torch and flung it far and wide,
it scorched the land, turned night to day, raised everything in sight.
The earth was charred black, it was now a land of no return,
Doubt breathed a painful sigh, then, also began to burn.

Sigh turned to a brittle fabric, crackled and fell apart,
fell upon the blackened earth, in the shape of a broken heart.
Sheer trembled as she  knelt, to see what had come about
upon the pieces, were the words, this heart once belonged to doubt.

Tushie

THE DOODLING CHILD

'The cocoon Woman'  by  Trish (1993)

'Dressing It Up'  by  Trish


The wheel keeps turning never stops       
Pretty clothes and lolly pops

Pretty clothes and curled  up hair,
dressed to kill, for anywhere.

Leaving the Cocoon lady's fashion house,
that's not fit to house even a poor mouse.
Let down the chains, set the children free,

'Corners Of The Mind'  by  Trish (2000)

we'll run and laugh, skip and play, you and me.

"Talking Teddy'  by  Trish

Well look whose here, it's 'Talking Teddy Bear',
he seems to have come, out of the blue, from no where.
He's storming his way along, almost in the sky
He 's too far away to ask him where he's going and why.

When he's a little nearer, that will be the time to ask,
by the dark look on his face, he's got quite a task,
ahead of him to attend to, some matter to set right,
I've an inkling, it's to do with, Betty leaving tonight.

Oh well, I'll wait and wonder, until the matter gets closer at hand,
 I'll have my questions ready, so he wont, misunderstand.
I'll say, 'Hello there Talking Teddy Bear' what's on your mind?'
 I hope he's nearer to earth, ladders are scary things to climb.

And where would I find a ladder, if 'TTB' is still away on high,
I'll do it if needs be, I want to ask him where, he's going, or at least try,

Tushie