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Once Upon A Midnight Dove

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Once upon a Midnight Dove, I sold my soul for empty love.

A gentle touch made me shiver, my body shook, my nerves quiver.

 

Her skin so soft with silky hair, parchment kisses melt the air.

She pressed her tender frame to mine, body waving so devine.

Passion rose in sultry hips, the sweet caress of moistened lips.

Shallow breaths quickened fast, heartbeat shutters, swift and vast.

Beads of perspiration now, a single stream runs down my brow.

Muscles clinched in violent peace, giving up in sweet release.

A moment shared in empty love...Once upon a Midnight Dove'

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

"Once Upon A Midnight Dove"

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Prepaid Cards

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We are all born with a prepaid card attached to our toe,

Minutes begin to tick away with the first breath you take.

As your time is about to dwindle away,

A lucky few find a licensed Doc, that's (Dealer of Credit),

To add a few minutes to your card... for a price...

An arm, a leg, maybe a lung and in the end...

Your soul, collected the second your minutes expire!

I tried to cheat the Devil... I checked out early!

Little did I know,

He took out an Insurance policy on me!...

                                                 "Paid in Full"

 

                



Author's Notes/Comments: 

"Don't sell your soul, you can't cheat the Devil!"          "A little poetic humor"

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My Foe

Come and go, ebb and flow
fast and slow, time will go

the reality of truth,
will we ever know?

What does it mean, the feeling in  between
the good and the evil

Is there such a thing?
Or is it up to me, just to make believe?

Shakespeare said the worlds a stage,
sometimes I feel the world a plague

If I act a fool, if I act a king
if I take a gun and a sling
if I lose my mind to take a drink
or take a drink to lose my mind

does it matter, once we all die?
or am I just high? Please, can I get high?

In the land of sinners, the brothelsloth is King
coming and going, doing as I please

The more I know, the less I care
the less I care, the more I bear

I bear my soul, so that others may know
the lessons I learned, from life, my foe.

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Hugs Give Love

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Hugs Are Soft
Hugs Are Gentle
Hugs Make You Feel Cared For
The Softness And Gentlessness
Of Giving A Long Tight
Or A Short And Firm Hug
Makes You Feel At Home


Hugs Make You Feel Wanted
It Invites a Sense
Of Warmth Into Your Heart
And It Creates A Sense Of Caring
A Sense Of Compassion
A Sense Of Love
It Soothes Your Soul
It Calms Your Mind
Love Is Patient
And Love Is Kind


Asking Nothing More Than
Love And Caring Words
In A Simple Action
Says More Than I Love You
Feels More Than I Care About You
And Most Importantly
You Feel Loved
You Feel Cared For


Because Everyone Deserves Love
Everyone Deserves Someone
Who Loves Them Unconditionally
Everyone Deserves Someone
Who Cares About Them Whole

*A Soul Taken Too Soon*

September-6-2007/June-21-2014

  Trisha Barrek Hopkins

 

A soul taken too soon

She had unfinished business down here

But you just had to have her soul

You could have waited untill my youngest was born

But I can just sit here with tears in my eyes

And a heart so broken all torn

 

I wonder if shes happy up above

The clouds flying around in the skies

I bet shes the most beautiful angel

Amongst the all

I know she watches over me 

Because she picks me up before I fall

But I still miss her everyday 

I miss when she visited

I miss when she used to call

I miss her in everyway

 

Of course it can never compare

To my mothers crying heart

You took my nana away

From my mothers life

You turned it upside down

Now all my mother can do is pray

To her mother in heaven

 

She will alawys remain in my mothers heart

In my mothers mind

It's not right it's not fair

You tore them apart

It's just not kind

My mother is alone 

Please for our nana let her know

We will always care

Her love to my mother God please show

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is dedicated to my nana. she passed bc of cancer. i miss her dearly....

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Scent of death

Who are you?

what am I?

this is life--

we're passers by.

 

radiance falls

& fragrance lingers

this subtle numbness

tingles through the tip of my fingers

 

could love fill the empty room?

 

this desolate space,

it consumes 

the human race,

like a black hole 

a vacuum to the light in your soul..

 

hazey eyes

gloomy skies

sunshine cries--

the funeral's today..

 

the windows shine

stained glass

colored in disarray

 

I prayed to God, may you stay..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

2.24.15

*Mind, Heart, Soul*

March.23.2001 
Trisha M Barrek Hopkins


-Mind- 

 

You are always on my mind 
Too sweet 
So kind 
When I'm cold you're my heat 
Someone just like you I won't ever find 
No one else i want to find 
Your love always makes me blind 
Right next to me will always be your seat 

 

-Heart- 


You'll always be in my heart 
So deep 
Never part 
When you're with me I cant sleep 
I knew we were meant to be from the start 


-Soul- 

 

You are apart of my soul 
You are all around me 
To keep in touch will be my goal 
I'm not ever setting you free 
You're a precious memory forever I will hold 
Apart of my soul you will always be 
You are worth more then gold 
You are dear that I hope you see 

 

You will always be in my mind 
You will always be apart of my heart 
You will always be connected to my soul 
And the memories will never end 

 

Copyright 

Trisha M Barrek Hopkins 

*Thinking Of You*

March-12-2005 
Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins

While i am thinking of you 
I sit here and wonder why 
Why has God sent you back to me 
Why has he let you let my feelings fly 
Why has he let my fear free 
Then out of no where all over again makes me cry 
Because he, God has took you from me 
Without your love all straight i cant see 
It seriously feels like my soul will die 
If i cant have you like it use to be 
But all i get in return 
Is your sweet voice on the phone on the other end 
Instead of your love that inside me still burns

When you put your sweet lips on mine 
To kiss me like you do 
When I'm in my bed all alone 
I try to put a picture in my head of you 
As i try to remember when we were as one 
And i try to recall the last time when i my heart wasn't stone 
I try to remember the fun 
And even though your not here with me 
The pain within hurts like hell 
Because I'm still in love with you 
This i have always to you tried to tell 
That my love for you is so damn true 
But when i get the nerve to say what i want 
My words don't come out well 
So the words in my mind to me begin to haunt

The burning passion is too deep in my heart 
To go on without your presence 
Its too hard to have the memory part 
From my mind of innocence 
Baby don't you understand 
I've loved you the very first day 
From the very start 
I want you to sill be my man 
But there's nothing to say 
Because you're really not here 
So i just sit to clear my mind once again 
And i tell myself for the 100th time its not fair 
This is just a dream all pretend

Instead of crying out of control i just stare 
There's even no reason to count to ten 
But still all over again i begin to imagine 
You're here by my side telling me you truly care 
Telling me for us how there is so much passion 
And kissing me so gently like you do 
I'm wishing this life we can share 
Then i wake up and snap out of my daydream 
And just sit on the edge of the bed 
Baby i don't want to 
But i try to clear you from my head 
Because that's the only way i wont go insane 
I try to erase to me every word you said 
But my memory always wants to play this hurtful game 
Of making your memory of you remain

Making me forever have you in my mind 
Forcing me to remember the past 
And having my heart trying to find 
A way to make everything last 
No matter how hard i try 
I'm always still thinking of us 
And because i cant truly have you 
My heart starts to cry 
Because sweety even though we cant be 
I will always have you remain with me 
You will always have a place in my heart 
And now i know from me you'll never part 
I've come to believe 
We are and always will be one 
From my mind heart and soul you'll never leave

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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

Angst

Initially, but it evolved courageously

It’s hard to understand ourselves

Time is the patron of change

 

Now that I get it

Or

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

 

Though,

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

Full

The feeling we search for

Push and pull

Two sides seen by only two eyes

Left & right, black & white

Understanding is out of sight

Success

Maybe

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.