Sage Writings

by Tricia ileen

Listen

Published on October 28, 2014May 20, 2016 by Tricia ileen

It’s the thing you cannot See Carried in Tranquility It’s the force that exists in your silent reverie It’s the whisper in your eyes when you have yet to speak It’s the sound of morning As fresh as new wet dew It’s the voice inside your head drowning beneath the surface it’s the silent scream

Eden

Published on September 12, 2014May 19, 2016 by Tricia ileen

Surrounded by your supply And you yearn for all that’s not Fulfillment is here, it’s now Yet all you know is want Too busy searching for all you lack To see the garden you may grace Endless fruit waits to be consumed, Empty hands reach for what’s not there Oh you who thirst in the

Awe

Published on September 4, 2014May 20, 2016 by Tricia ileen

I am in Awe and Awe is in me Awe is unseen yet it’s in all things in order to Be Awe is the Piece that desires release whispering pleas once unleashed it is You set free I am in Awe and Awe is in me

Who is he ?

Published on August 15, 2014May 20, 2016 by Tricia ileen

I look back and try to retrace those moments That melted even faster than the flames first caught fire, When bright ember eyes sparked with so much life And tinder teased in laughter ready to ignite Remembering rekindles the joys of innocence Fueling the feelings of freedom in childlike play As I watch, I wonder

Unphased

Published on June 1, 2014January 12, 2015 by Tricia ileen

Do you know who you are When there is No One, No Thing To take your time and space Are you afraid of silence Are you scared to be alone Do you fear all you’ll hear From those deep dark cages Are you looking for approval Do you need everyone to see Have you marked

Is Black and White All You See?

Published on November 26, 2013January 12, 2015 by Tricia ileen

You are White, And bright you are Pure and clean. Simple and neat Then there’s Black, The Anti All Covered and cloaked. Distinguished and Bold Neither see me, though I’m a part of each. Blinded by dualism and polarity. White is the paper, black is the pen, Grey is the meaning given within Tricia ileen

Sleeping Beauty

Published on August 25, 2013May 20, 2016 by Tricia ileen

Love is beauty and she sleeps Surrounded by her Comforter As Solomon sings, Do not rouse or awaken love until it so desires Some ignore His song laying treasures at her feet Hovering over, holding out, For something they do not receive Unrequited longing slowly sighs & departs Love laid in patience till she was

Kiss of Death

Published on March 30, 2013January 12, 2015 by Tricia ileen

Kiss of death Gentle yet deep Pressing faintly in the mist Of the hard heavy rain The mourning sky cloaked in darkness Clouds carry the weight of agony The seething storm echoes The anger raging within Let go Yes release As water falls And drops to her knees Tears trickle slow Then more eager To

Beauty

Published on March 5, 2013 by Tricia ileen

Some have said “It is good to be beautiful” maybe it would to see what you like to be pleased by your peers while the clock is ticking in the mirror where’s the good in useless pleasure where’s the beauty without measure chase perfection you cannot find you cannot see conceit is blind beauty lies

War of Words

Published on February 28, 2013 by Tricia ileen

There’s a coldness in the air As anger breeds contempt Words go back and forth Like ammunition fired Love is lost in anger Unable to kill the rage Voices rise in swords of tones They cut each other off Confusion and contention Feed the fire of desolation There is no balance held Between logic and