Shot in The Dark

I took a shot in the dark

And Missed

But next time I'm gonna learn my lesson,

Next time I'm gonna 

Turn the light on,

And then shoot you in the face.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Not fully completed yet.

*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




Bound by the cities

Bound by another one's pity's

Expect a place to be

Or expect not want to be seen


And I'll take you as walking money

I see you as a pretty big funny

We and I, all have found our place

And you my dear, have barely found a face

Bound to me, and to my briefcase

I'll lend you a smile, but you're a secret disgrace


Find the comfort in another's eyes

But in reality, another girl will have them hooked on their clever disguise

Find a place to be

Or expect not want to be seen


Stuck in a rut

With no qualities, not knowing what

Who are you and what are you in this city?

Gone and withdrawn, alone and all shitty?

Expect a place to see

Or expect us to be mean


For you are bound

What goes around, comes around

You are stuck here, forever with me

With no voice, or founding plea


For you are bound

My slave, to paint my sacred ground

Hominid Quest

Crossing the boundaries
Imposed by human thoughts,
Outstretched in infinity,
Yet at one with nothing,
One single desire,
One single motive,
One single spark
Holds by be-ing,
And gathers the light of the aeons,
My body left in a cocoon
Of luminosity beneath this astral place,
Unseen through waking eyes,
But sensed through the cords of space,
Extending out to touch the face of gods,
A mortal soul returned to Earth,
I awaken through this never-ending goal,
As another day is birthed.


12:19 PM 6/3/2013 ©

Author's Notes/Comments: 


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Benevolent Nebula

Lost and confused, yet daring and bold,
Silly and innocent at 14 years old,
Devoid of a mother, dreaming of a lover,
With closed mind and open heart, not a clue of where to start,
Aimless, wandering towards an abyss,
Missed four months of menses, from a prison-bound kiss.
Paralyzed, fearsome of taking account,
The cost I would pay, was a lifetime amount,
Destined, without a goodbye from a soul,
The rug pulled out from under, lost...no control,
A baby is born to a child alone,
In a frightening place, a cold hospital zone,
No one is present to hold her cold hands,
Sneers and contempt, nurses scoff and demand.
Life is preserved, but a spark inside dies,
Questions unanswered, at best she's told lies,
Darkness ensues and becomes her befriended,
Adoption is evident, this journey is ended,
But then it's unfinished, more searching to do,
A marriage, a carriage, some wine, a corkscrew,
A nose of cocaine and a fist full of weed,
To fill up and cover the pain...with godspeed

Years of self loss and a belly of rum,
It's been 10 years gone by, my Lord...this is not fun.
Cleaning it up feels as good as can be,
At 35 years old...wondering where the hell's me?
When you're sure what is missing can never be found,
Never think that your past won't come sneaking around.
So the child now 20, finally we greeted,
Surreal as it was, neither one of us were cheated,
Babies are born in the world to be free,
They belong to no one...not you, not me,
I will never forget you, nor how we did feel,
You said you felt 'whole', I say, 'finally real'.
Scattered and fragile, like menageries of glass,
Treasure life's memories, however deep the crevasse,
We can all become vicitms of loss in this world,
How we choose to accept it, savored, or hurled,
Weaves the fiber of all future bloodlines to come,
You can let go the line, or bridge the chasm.
People will be who they are, leave them be,
Some only awaken when it's too late to see,
Love is intriguing, some think it's a fad,
Some want just good things, they deny the bad,
I never regretted a moment of mine,
Good, bad, indifferent, it's been sweet and sublime,
Grateful for everythng, how could I miss?
My dark side was what guided me into my bliss.



Copyright 2013 ©

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Part of my road towards living my truth. This is more about adoption in the 70s than it is about me.

Face Scars

I Keep On Shooting Off My Mouth,

Like a Cannon,

From Those Good Ol' Civil War Days,

I Keep On Getting Those Black Eyes,

And Blue Dreams,

And Low Tides,

My Mother Was Right,

As They Say

That Hampster Keeps Turning

The Big Wheel in my Mind,

It Creaks,

It Squeaks,

It Whines,

Some Days are Piles of Dirt,

Some Days are Easy as Pie,

Some Evenings I Think I Can Fly So High,

Some Mornings I'm Drowning in the Hurt,

There's a Man,

He's Sitting Next to Me at the Bar,

His Face is the Perfect Place,

To Hide His Scars

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"No More Holocausts"

My Work

Stone cold monument
taking joy, from life.
One Holy Presence,
demands a sacrifice.

Hearts turning slowly,
from the Face of Love.
How can this be,
What was He thinking of?

Kidnapped from innocence;
with dreams torn apart,
I tripped in His Presence,
over my broken heart.

How could I begin to approach
His Holy Light?
All my good intentions
couldn’t cleanse me in His sight.

He spoke,”This is My Promise,
This Blood will cover you-
you will be my witness,
that My Love is ever true".

I saw blood upon the sand,
for me His Son had died.
"No, I screamed!"I did not understand,
Why was He crucified?

He pointed to an empty grave,
He said,"He is not here."
"Believe it, faith your life will save",
and then He drew me near.

"Your peace already cost a Life,
the price for it was won.
By the Perfect Sacrifice,
that lay in the Heart of My Son.

No more tear filled nights;
no more agony,
I will be your guiding light,
you can learn to trust Me.

In the Battle of the Ages,
no child will be lost.
Though hell and darkness rages,
no more Holocausts."

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The price for me. AND....you.

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