Instruments of the Passion

She is my queen and I hers,

yet I feel pricked by this thorny crown I so desperately longed for. 

There is no Obligation

There is no obligation.

No urge, no restraint, no frustration.

A weak chain that in the wind may blow,

A strong and sturdy, heavy chain, no.

There is no choice,

No choice to be made.

No need to rejoice,

No suffering forbade.


For us to make meet, there are no ends,

For I see no obligation there, my friends.

Author's Notes/Comments: 



Well, here's a good way to end this after I've pushed aside a thought from my mind:


With a sword.


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Eyes Wide Shut


When I close my eyes

I hear this sound

Like a lullaby

Faint and distance

Sweet smells of nostalgia


When I close my eyes

I taste these memories

Like how the sun dies

Mournful and Longing

Knowing by faith


When I close my eyes

I feel this calling

Like the sunrise

Spirited and Near

I exhale encumbrances

No Fear








*I Want*


 Trisha Barrek Hopkins


I want you to want me for who I am

And for you I'll do the same

I want to make you shine brighter then a gem

So you understand I don't want to play this mind game


I want a chance to make you forget your past

I give you my word I won't break your heart

I want us to build something special that'll last

Promise if I agree to be good friends 

Nothing will tare us apart


This is the next to hardest thing to do 

The way I actually feel

Nobody ever really knew

My heart the guys always steal

The next day you talk to them about me 

They'd say "who"

It's like my feelings weren't a big deal

I wish no more of being down and blue

It is taking me so long to heal


God could it really be

That this time I found the perfect one

I guess we will both will have to wait and see

Your heart I hope I won



Author's Notes/Comments: 

I think this poem could be longer. it doesnt seem to me that it is finished 

*Untitled 6*


 Trisha Barrek Hopkins


As beautiful as a blooming rose

My love for you is never dying

I admire your perfect pose

Your soft touch sends me flying


I wish you can live forever

But like all things they must die

Just remember my love we'll always be together 

So until I meet you again

I'll try not to cry


For you will always remain in my heart

And you only hold part of that special place

We will never really part

I will never forget your precious face


God will yet again let us meet

He will yet again let us hold eachothers hand

Next to me will always be your seat 

But God is the only one in demand


But unless fate kicks in

We'll be back together sooner then you think

Then it won't be up to him

We might be apart of some link


But for now I must let you go

But please know I'll always be thinking of you

Baby I don't want anyone else

That I hope you know


Because you were the only one to my heart

That was true

Love you always

I'll remember you gladly

I'll remember the bright and sunny days

In love with you I was madly



*Why Cant I Have You?*

Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins

I try so hard to understand 
Why God brought you back to me 
Then you just disappear in a shuffle of the sand 
Why is it "this way" it has to be 
No telling me why 
No more calls 
No more of your soft kisses 
My heart just falls 
And my tears just want to pour out of my eyes

Its just not fair 
Don't you understand God him is who my heart misses 
Don't you even care 
That i cant live without thinking of his precious smile

Everyday he is in my mind 
In my damn thoughts and its hurting so much 
Letting me have a tiny taste is so unkind 
A mean thing to my heart is beyond such

A deep cruelness 
It brings so much pain 
One which is beyond forgiveness 
What are you trying to gain

Just to let you know 
My soul you will not get just not yet 
I can make it with him this i will show 
On my soul i bet

But this i ask of my sweetheart 
Why cant i have you 
Why did you let the evil tare us apart 
I guess we'll never know if we were meant to be 
I guess i'll never know if your heart was true

But if it is in the cards you'll be back my way 
We'll just have to wait and see 
But for now i will live day by day 
With each hope that you'll come back to me


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Five Year Journey

The weather is well

The sky is blue

The day anew

The little birds wake and sing

We wake because our alarms ring

I can’t tell

If that was the screams in my head or

The school bell

I’m inside

Inside again

Inside myself

Translation of my ideas, I’m deaf

Sympathetic to several causes

Seemingly smart with scarce solutions

Often imagining the future

Taking the high way in the maze of life

Road block

Stagnated, frustrated


Initially, but it evolved courageously

It’s hard to understand ourselves

Time is the patron of change


Now that I get it


That I think I get it

I’d like to rewind

And restart the picture I painted

Purify the person I tainted

Use the colors that I wish I used

My eyes see nothing new, I’m unamused

Now there’s nowhere to memorize just open your mind

Analyze every line

Because all the world’s a stage

Regressed to Illiteracy 

In my book I can’t seem to turn the page 

Learning till the day I die

Consumption of corruption because it’s easy



Our interests are mutual

Alone like my daily ritual

Instant satisfaction

Failing to ponder and think critically

Why don’t we ask why

By social stigma we act cynically

To me my shadow is colorful


The feeling we search for

Push and pull

Two sides seen by only two eyes

Left & right, black & white

Understanding is out of sight



I might

Still figuring it out


Silence kisses my lips

Only talking when we take sips

Beats my heart skips

My conscious flows in the veins of my eyes

My tongue is red like my lies

Tarnished are my teeth and my thoughts

And without purpose my soul rots

The human hand is the door knob to a person

But my hands are locked in fists

Wrinkles in our palms

The fleshy manifestation of our route through life

Legs like ruined Roman columns

Glory with revitalization

Destruction with mistreatment

Only if he comes to a sooner realization

He’ll become a traitor of stag-nation

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My first written poem. The title simply signifies the teenage years and I feel as if it really dug deep into my 17 year old head. Please tell me what you thought of it.

Traffic, Clover Cleaving, Boehner's Seat, Silent Silky Slide, Frozen Feelings and 10 Other Poems

Poem Strings




Traffic, Clover Cleaving,  Boehner's Seat, Silent Silky Slide, Frozen Feelings and 10 Other Poems

-saiom shriver-

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Twelve lanes of

traffic at night

Some lights red

Some lights white.



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Mowers do

the clover cleave

and shred the

little violet leaves.



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Silent silky

slide of the

seawaves to the




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The sea sends

watery fans

to the shore

with gifts, here

an empty conch,

there a piece of

driftwood ribboned

with green seaweed.


Listening to the conch

we can here the omkar

of the sea giftgiver.




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Frozen feelings melt

and flow into pens,

recrystallizing as words.



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Soldiers have been shot

by firing squads for

'cowardice'.  Some of

these men were pacifists.

Others criticized unwise

attack plans. Still others

opposed suicidal strategies

designed only to further

an officer's career at the

cost of the lives of his men.



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A falling bomb

is crystallized hatred

dropping on all.


Drones are robots.

We delegate even

our killing.



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He decided not

to shovel

around his hovel

but to wait

for the sun's

more powerful

snow removers.



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Most dogs like most parents

love unconditionally....

As parents accept totally

the child Godsent... so

dogs love completely...

not caring about the

finances, external beauty,

intelligence, cleanliness

etc of their human companions.



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Ice cannot

fight ice.

But sun

on warm days

defeats ice

in a trice.

Hate can't

erase hate

but love


love from hate



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Keep your needle nazis

away from my Schatzie.



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How Congressman John Boehner And Other

Ohio Republicans Keep Their Seats.


These are the same Ohio Republican

worshippers of

Gerry Mander who stole the presidential

election from the Democrats in 2004.



Charles W Freeman: The wars of the US

have not cauterized problems but

metastasized them.


Boehner has been widely criticized for inviting Benjamin Netanyahu to speak before Congress without clearing this with the White House.


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Crew hired to chainsaw a row

of six 45 foot high pine trees.

Baby robins fall onto the asphalt.

An empty nest rolls down the driveway



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Into the night

comes the Light.

Light understands darkness.

Darkness does not understand light.

Great lovers reach out to those

who love less

not requiring return love.




John 1: 5   And the light shineth in darkness and the

darkness comprehended it not.




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She was an atheist. After

her beloved husband died

she began drinking heavily

.... her grief multiplied by

the thought that he no longer

existed at all.  God show

her that he still IS, that he

will love her forever, and that

he is happy.



He Doesn't

She has already shed a tear

   For he doesn’t have a clue.

He thinks she’s strong,

   For he doesn’t see it clearly.


She’s seeing things in the future’s perspective

   Causing her to think about them soon.

It’s getting serious each second,

   But the question is

   How much time can he sacrifice?


She always understands him,

   He barely has time for her.

How can they make it work?

   Can they survive?

For he doesn’t have a plan.

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