From my knotty pine writing table
Where I always feel strong and able
I have built a world on typing paper
Where I rule mighty as any dictator
I’ve made a comfortable place of it
For all the pages make a very nice fit
Just the right size for each emotion
And now my life has less commotion
I have company hanging on every wall
People young old short fat and tall
Some funny some in love some whine
All are the brush strokes of my mind
I create interesting conversations
And fabricate all sorts of relations
Everyone does exactly as I deem -
Acting out my every written scene
I know each and every person by name
Know addresses and where they remain
I hear every breath - each spoken line
Without me they’ve no voice or design
I have built a world where I am safe
Where I’m boss so can be early or late
Look out the window - see what I want
Or just hang out - and be nonchalant
I’ve worked diligently near every day
Writing down everything I had to say
Planting many colorful fields of rhyme
And generally having a very good time
But as good as things are I must admit
Something is missing for a perfect fit
For what is a writer without readers
Or a prophet without true believers
So I invite you into my literary home
Invite you to visit and to freely roam
Thru the still crisp pages of my mind
I do hope you like what you find
May.19.2001
Trisha Barrek Hopkins
One that's by your side
Day and night
The purring he never stops or tries to hide
He's happy when I come in sight
To visit or spend time with me
Hours on end
He meows when he wants mt attention
So I give him a hug and kiss
As I pet him
And in return he gives his loving affection
Tops has brough me joy
And will always
He will stay in my heart
Forever and until my dying days
He's so precious from my mind he won't part
Everyday I go to work and call his name
He comes running my way
He's so funny when I play the string game
Tops is truely a great friend
I tell him that everyday
I will love him till past the end
I will never forget
How he curled up in my lap to fall asleep
Thank you God for a special friend I met
He means so much to me
I wish I could keep him forever
I don't want to set him free
But no matter what we are in our heart
We are together
He's my best friend
I ask of you God to protect
And make sure he gets all the love I send
Because He's my friend
One that's purr-fect
Copyright
October.2.1997
Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins
You always reappear
You come and go as you please
All i need is your gentle stare
All i need is your touch
But you act like such a tease
All i want is for you to care
I need you by my side
I miss you so much
Your real feelings you hide
Just let them free
See what happens
You never know we might just be
How do i breathe without you
I've loved you with all my heart
I thought you knew
But you just tare me apart
When you turned your back on me
It really killed me and left a scar
I needed you here by my side
But you left and got in your car
You ran away only to hide
Don't you understand
We were meant to be
Don't play these games don't pretend
If you don't want my heart
Give it back to me
Tell me though without you
How will I be able to breathe
Copyright*
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a beggar's
poor choice
rolls him
gently from
curb to
gutter
as the wealthy
roll over
in interest.
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cutting words
spoken with
compassion
like an ice pic,
hold the gentle,
subtle power,
to leave cracks
like fault lines
in ignorance
left from
frigid,
ancestral
insights.
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