Love

Love


by Tricia Bethel on Sunday, April 5, 2009 at 10:27pm


I felt the sun upon my face

drying my tears

chasing my fears

far away into outer space.

I feel its energy

giving me energy

and I know I am ready

to feel

to love

to fly

to try

this feeling is worthwhile.

Although it won’t last

I want to bask...in its goodness

My heart's beating fast

because for once I felt happiness

that’s deep

that’s strong

that’s true

like me and you.

Although life is short

and we are the dust in the wind

I will try and do my part

and follow the path

that leads to love and life.

Fly

Fly




Fly away little wings

to that place where you belong

across the ocean's distant skies

your trail lingers all along



how I long to see you fly

high above to reach the sky!



fly away little wings

escape the sorrow and the pain

Oh, how my poor heart sings,

"dreams are precious than wealth to gain!"



How I long to see you fly

high above to reach the sky!



fly away little wings

you are far too special to stay behind

Don't trap yourself in strings

you have so much more to find



How I long to see you fly

high above to reach the sky!





Written by Tricia Bethel 2009

My secret corner

My secret corner


by Tricia Bethel on Sunday, April 19, 2009 at 10:56am


I have a secret corner

where I sit and laugh,

at my foolish mistakes

or think about my other half.

Sometimes I cry

When my heart is fray,

or maybe I just lie

and imagine that one day,

I will be a princess in a castle,

or a snow girl on a sleigh.

In my secret corner

I can sing and play,

or pretend to be a wizard

and turn the sky to ash grey.

in my secret corner

at times so merry and gay,

I wish upon the day

that its truly here to stay.



Tricia Bethel 2009

Strawberry affair

Strawberry affair


by Tricia Bethel on Wednesday, April 22, 2009 at 9:27pm


Strawberries at 2 am

a whole lot of 'em

red, satisfying

each one's promising.

Taste so good,

I wonder if I should

keep indulging.

Red juice dripping

on my bed sheet

what a darn, old cheat

sliding down my fingers

it's sweet taste lingers

upon my tongue

this night's no longer young.

With stains on my lips

I'm now pregnant with sleep

This affair's so deep

what a strawberry night

of pure strawberry delight!

Disturbia

Disturbia


by Tricia Bethel on Wednesday, May 6, 2009 at 10:52am

In my mind there is a place

where I yearn to be

that which I wish to be, me.

This place is not far to reach

but my heart's a burden

and my footsteps a' laden

that I cannot get there.

The voices in my head

and memories of what were said,

are my internal enemies

ebbing away at my peace

and neither will it cease.

we sleep side by side on the bed

we eat together

and usually comfort each other.

each time I try to let go

It will dissuade me from leaving

and i start a grieving.

This pseudo affair

of thoughts weaved by society

is the reason for my anxiety.

but somehow I find myself

tearing up the pages of these voices

and holding on tightly to my own choices

I watch them fly with the wind

and I feel a sense of relief

to let go of so much grief.

Goodbye disturbia.

RIP

R.I.P MY Loving cousin




You never see it coming, yet it’s inevitable

the shock, the hurt, the feeling of deep lost

you are left helpless, not even knowing how to react

if to believe, to wait for better news

maybe hoping it was false and she was somewhere getting better

but then it hits you

that it is true, that life is stealing from us what we deserve

and though it may seem tragic, her soul is free and happy

yet the tears roll down our cheeks, and we feel like cursing the day

but what use if she is now in a better place? happy and safe?

now we are left, with the memories, the lack of sleep,

the pain, the necessity to trudge on, knowing that we will not walk this earth side by side again

or chat or quarrel and makeup again.

I forgive you, I love you. We are one blood, one family and one heart.

Thanks to everyone who showed their sympathy.

One Love.

A Christmas note

A christmas Note


by Tricia Bethel on Thursday, December 24, 2009 at 7:24am



I write this note on a Christmas eve

with you in mind my dear friends.

But I haven't a present to give

for in my pocket are just a few coins

and I wonder How can I buy enough presents

for everyone with just these few coins.

I though how nice it would be to get everyone an expensive present

to show their value to me

but with these few coins left I can only buy the smallest of things.

So I went out on a cold Christmas eve and bought me some paper

and I bought me a pen

and I wrote a Christmas note. This is what it says:



" Because words are more valuable than expensive gifts I used them as my gift to you,

to say Thank you for being a friend,
for sharing with me special moments,
for being supportive and caring, for being there just to listen and laugh with me,
or cry with me,
for giving advice and for reaching out your hand when I need you the most.
I hope that out friendship will continue forever and I wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New years! "