Sunday, June 26, 2011


If I could touch the the tall blue sky
I'd hold the world in my hand
if I could reach beyond the clouds
I'd pull the pain from your heart
if I could feel the ocean deep
I'd wash away the tear stained eyes.
if I could run beyond the night
I'd shine with love for you so bright
if I could see for miles around
I'd see all the answers for tomorrow
If I could lift the mountains tall
I'd hold you ever from the fall.

- Trish 2011

Saturday, June 25, 2011


Loving you has made me
the girl I am today
you've stayed through pain
and happiness
to make my hope remain.
I want to hold you ever
to feel the touch within
I cannot think of ever
being without my friend.

- Trish 2011

Monday, June 20, 2011

The view

I see you watching me
eyes that scan my flesh
you want but wont come near
quietly sitting at your rest
can I but stay and let you see
are you the one that watches me
or I at vantage better set
to gaze back with content.

- Trish 2011

Saturday, June 18, 2011

I dance

I dearly love to dance and sing
my feet above the dale
To watch with wonder at my flight
My love abounds and sails
I turn and sway
to sounds so sweet
I want for nothing but moving feet
The wind that sails, doth not touch me
I am above the bended knee
That only sound that breaks my trance
Is silence quick and still
When music fades the pixies flee
and long for more romance.

- Trish 2011

Friday, June 17, 2011


I am the road less travelled by
the one with grass grown high.
I tend to see the best in you
where you see none in mine.
Am I the one to shun away
to keep behind the veil
You don't acknowledge me that's fine
To you my love grows stale.

- Trish 2011

Saturday, June 11, 2011

My Life

Running, listening, laughing, loving
I soar but with the wings of wax
Can I the sun resist and last?
My love poured out on shaky sands
My thoughts a mix of blurs and sound
I want but then
I need but why
You the fruit that fills my eye
To feel the warmth of your sweet hand.

- Trish 2011

Thursday, June 9, 2011


Slowly at first it climbs
creeping uninvited guest
peaking nervously behind the shade
gaining courage steps across the floor
rumples of the night left idly sitting
one tiny tendril slips upon the bed
the ground now giving way
over the bumps and twists of flesh
to open upon my face with warmth
it is morning and I smile to greet the day. :)

- Trish 2011