Three sheets to the wind
and again i hear your name
rings out in the night
like the anger and the blame
bottled up inside
just waiting to explode
feelings so frantic
maybe this time they'll implode.
Can't get past
all the anger and pain
Washing right over me
Like a torrent of icy rain
It breaks the skin
It scars me so deep
maybe tomorrow
I'll finally get some sleep.
You think that I don't notice
you think that i don't care
you think this game that you keep playing
is only right and fair
but those days that you don't come home to me
those days I lay here and cry
On those days and many others
i think perhaps it all was a lie.
So breaking me down
Forgetting about the past
you throw it all away
like an empty broken glass
and you let it slip through the cracks
and you let it become obsolete
but the scars they won't heal
and you'll still get no sleep.
You'll remember me tomorrow
the next day and for life
the way you said goodbye to me
you let go of your only wife.
Wasn't i the creature
to whom you said I do?
Wasn't I your lover?
Wasn't any of it true?
Goodbye my lovely,
Goodbye my friend
Goodbye to our forever
Goodbye is the end.
Walking out the door today,
Walking out for life.
Goodbye and goodnight,
Love, Your Ex Wife.
By Patricia Markin 12/31/10
Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Let Me Live
One hand held out, one pulled the other way.
A head turned to look at the damage,
A voice said what it had to say.
Nothing dealt like a hand for life.
Nothing to gain or lose insight.
A twist of the head from side to side
A thought, a memory, a truth, a lie.
A reason to live, a reason to die.
A want, a need, a desire fulfilled.
A dream forever dying and killed.
A pair of lips so soft and true,
A pair of eyes speaking get what's due.
A twist of fate for thought you're free,
A twist of fate with a broken scene.
A path not tread, a path untrue,
a path that says walk... just do.
A moment lost but yet been found
Come and get me, bring me down.
Come and help me, hold me high.
Come and get me,
Don't let me die.
Don't let me scorn what love could be
Don't let me go without a dream,
Hold me warm like the suns true beam.
By Patricia Markin 8/10/10
A head turned to look at the damage,
A voice said what it had to say.
Nothing dealt like a hand for life.
Nothing to gain or lose insight.
A twist of the head from side to side
A thought, a memory, a truth, a lie.
A reason to live, a reason to die.
A want, a need, a desire fulfilled.
A dream forever dying and killed.
A pair of lips so soft and true,
A pair of eyes speaking get what's due.
A twist of fate for thought you're free,
A twist of fate with a broken scene.
A path not tread, a path untrue,
a path that says walk... just do.
A moment lost but yet been found
Come and get me, bring me down.
Come and help me, hold me high.
Come and get me,
Don't let me die.
Don't let me scorn what love could be
Don't let me go without a dream,
Hold me warm like the suns true beam.
By Patricia Markin 8/10/10
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Gone
Gone, gone into the night
Without a word
Just out of sight
Without a warning
without a care
Just no one home,
Just no one there?
Not a key left in the lock
Not a minute ticked on the clock
No one's car was in the port
Just gone away without retort.
By: Tricia Markin
3/30/10
Without a word
Just out of sight
Without a warning
without a care
Just no one home,
Just no one there?
Not a key left in the lock
Not a minute ticked on the clock
No one's car was in the port
Just gone away without retort.
By: Tricia Markin
3/30/10
Monday, March 29, 2010
Say Yes
I'll take you now
I'll make you scream
I'll leave tomorrow
but never your dreams
You'll miss me always
Crave my attention
You'll never be alone
when it comes to affection
I'll ware you out
I'll give you a run for your money
You'll call me your love
Your sweet and your honey.
You'll beg for more,
Love will never be done,
You'll desire my lips
whenever I'm gone.
I'll never miss a beat
cause you're my Baby,
We're the perfect mates,
just don't say maybe.
-Tricia Markin
3/29/10
I'll make you scream
I'll leave tomorrow
but never your dreams
You'll miss me always
Crave my attention
You'll never be alone
when it comes to affection
I'll ware you out
I'll give you a run for your money
You'll call me your love
Your sweet and your honey.
You'll beg for more,
Love will never be done,
You'll desire my lips
whenever I'm gone.
I'll never miss a beat
cause you're my Baby,
We're the perfect mates,
just don't say maybe.
-Tricia Markin
3/29/10
Love's True Vow
She walked through the hall with her purse at her side
A gown made of silk and the purest of light.
Light on her step she was drawn 'cross the room
Love waited there for her, silhouetted by the moon.
He held out a hand and she took it with a smile,
He spun her around and they glided on for awhile.
Guiding her through the room with the stars as their light,
the moment was perfect and their love was just right.
He the perfect gent to save her broken spirit
He whispered soft words and soothed her fears with them
He offered his soul and every beat of his heart
Always to love her and never to part.
He leaned in close and kissed her red lips
She saw the future with a single glimpse
She was taken by him in the spell he had cast
She knew that their future mattered more than their past.
With a single bow he bent and he stated
With this single kiss I believe our hearts have been sated.
Take my hand and I'll take you home
Never again shall we two be alone.
She nodded her head and he carried her away
She would wake in the morning to a new found day.
He'd love her tonight and seal their vow,
Forever to become her future and her now.
A gown made of silk and the purest of light.
Light on her step she was drawn 'cross the room
Love waited there for her, silhouetted by the moon.
He held out a hand and she took it with a smile,
He spun her around and they glided on for awhile.
Guiding her through the room with the stars as their light,
the moment was perfect and their love was just right.
He the perfect gent to save her broken spirit
He whispered soft words and soothed her fears with them
He offered his soul and every beat of his heart
Always to love her and never to part.
He leaned in close and kissed her red lips
She saw the future with a single glimpse
She was taken by him in the spell he had cast
She knew that their future mattered more than their past.
With a single bow he bent and he stated
With this single kiss I believe our hearts have been sated.
Take my hand and I'll take you home
Never again shall we two be alone.
She nodded her head and he carried her away
She would wake in the morning to a new found day.
He'd love her tonight and seal their vow,
Forever to become her future and her now.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Sunshine's Heart
It came to me,
a tale of thee.
A lovesick darling girl.
She loved a man
with a smile and a plan
and he gave his heart to her.
The world, a smile
his love for a while
nothing could take that way.
She sang, they danced
he loved her and romanced
until it went astray.
Her heart faltered
there love altered
but only by her choice.
she fell away,
a moment and a day.
Would she ever find her voice?
The future untold...
to have and to hold...
what lover does is done?
Forever gone?
moving on?
whose heart hath been the sun.
a tale of thee.
A lovesick darling girl.
She loved a man
with a smile and a plan
and he gave his heart to her.
The world, a smile
his love for a while
nothing could take that way.
She sang, they danced
he loved her and romanced
until it went astray.
Her heart faltered
there love altered
but only by her choice.
she fell away,
a moment and a day.
Would she ever find her voice?
The future untold...
to have and to hold...
what lover does is done?
Forever gone?
moving on?
whose heart hath been the sun.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Carrie/She Did
She woke to find he wasn't there.
She smiled, she laughed... she didn't care.
She screamed his name at the top of her lungs
And then she added: it's OVER, it's DONE!
No one would tell her that she wasn't good...
No one would darken her bright cheery mood.
He wouldn't hurt her feelings anymore,
She'd taken her things and walked out that door.
She was free...free at last!
Drop kicked his memory into the past.
Took all the pain and locked it away
NOTHING was going to get in her way.
-Tricia Markin 3/6/10
She smiled, she laughed... she didn't care.
She screamed his name at the top of her lungs
And then she added: it's OVER, it's DONE!
No one would tell her that she wasn't good...
No one would darken her bright cheery mood.
He wouldn't hurt her feelings anymore,
She'd taken her things and walked out that door.
She was free...free at last!
Drop kicked his memory into the past.
Took all the pain and locked it away
NOTHING was going to get in her way.
-Tricia Markin 3/6/10
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Tossed Aside
In the moonlight as she sat there
She remembered everything.
It's painful oh the memory as it goes
led deep into all things.
Never to live, never to love.
Always to be apart.
Broken down that memory lane
her car it would not start.
She revved her engine,
try as she might
she never got to the heart.
He'd never know and never care.
He'd never, ever want to be there.
He'd let it be and let it lie.
That love of there's, he'd let it die.
She'd walk away and cry her tears
She'd walk away with all her fears.
She'd walk away and that would be that.
Tossed aside like an old beat up hat.
- Tricia Markin
3/2/10
She remembered everything.
It's painful oh the memory as it goes
led deep into all things.
Never to live, never to love.
Always to be apart.
Broken down that memory lane
her car it would not start.
She revved her engine,
try as she might
she never got to the heart.
He'd never know and never care.
He'd never, ever want to be there.
He'd let it be and let it lie.
That love of there's, he'd let it die.
She'd walk away and cry her tears
She'd walk away with all her fears.
She'd walk away and that would be that.
Tossed aside like an old beat up hat.
- Tricia Markin
3/2/10
Monday, March 1, 2010
Someone Hit The Self Destruct
*This is a note to inform that this poem is a bit dark. You need not worry about me and my health, I have no desire to die.
Someone Hit The Self Destruct
She fell down on the ground, tripped and skinned her nose.
bruised her chest, scraped her wrist and cut one of her elbows.
Clumsy they would call her in her heart and in her soul.
In the physical she lacked some certain finesse and an angelic halo.
She couldn't do it right, most certainly she did it wrong.
She took way too much time and life was becoming too long.
She woke up on the wrong side in the right person's bed.
She couldn't get her whereabouts straight no matter what they said.
She was losing connection, understanding and her care.
Life most definitely was not hers and was not going to be fair.
She made the choice and used her voice and then in this, out she lucked.
She grabbed a chair a rope and her care and she hit the self destruct.
- Tricia Markin 3/1/10
Someone Hit The Self Destruct
She fell down on the ground, tripped and skinned her nose.
bruised her chest, scraped her wrist and cut one of her elbows.
Clumsy they would call her in her heart and in her soul.
In the physical she lacked some certain finesse and an angelic halo.
She couldn't do it right, most certainly she did it wrong.
She took way too much time and life was becoming too long.
She woke up on the wrong side in the right person's bed.
She couldn't get her whereabouts straight no matter what they said.
She was losing connection, understanding and her care.
Life most definitely was not hers and was not going to be fair.
She made the choice and used her voice and then in this, out she lucked.
She grabbed a chair a rope and her care and she hit the self destruct.
- Tricia Markin 3/1/10
Gone In The Night
Like the prick of a thorn, you pierced me through; the pain, the hurt, the sadness all true.
Never to leave, always to share, lost with one night... no word... no care.
Gone into the night, gone in your car. Frozen and alone, no way to stay calm.
You tossed it away like an old ripped up thing.
The friendship... the memories... the two little girls on the swings.
I'm saddened, I'm disheartened, I'm missing a friend.
Someone I thought would be there till the end.
-Tricia Markin
Never to leave, always to share, lost with one night... no word... no care.
Gone into the night, gone in your car. Frozen and alone, no way to stay calm.
You tossed it away like an old ripped up thing.
The friendship... the memories... the two little girls on the swings.
I'm saddened, I'm disheartened, I'm missing a friend.
Someone I thought would be there till the end.
-Tricia Markin
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Valentine's Day
Valentine's Day. La la la love. What does this day mean to you? Is it just a money making gimmick? A random reason to feel worthless because you can't find a significant other, or a reason to feel like everything is perfect because on this day love is in the air and anything can happen? Can we treat each other like crap all the other days of the year and then show how amazing we are on just this single day?
Walk down the street and look in wonder at the couples holding hands and canoodling. Getting ready for dinner, delivering flowers, gifting boxes of chocolates and whispering sweet nothings in one another's ear. Why? Because we want to feel special and loved. For some people it rights all the wrongs. For others its a joke not to be taken seriously.
To me, everyday should be Valentine's Day. Not just today, but tomorrow too. Show me the love and the random sweet gifts. Whisper how great I am to me before we walk into the mall. Tell me what you want to do to me tonight when we get home. Leave a random rose on the passenger seat so that when I get in I have that romantic, sweet gesture waiting for me. Why not? Why shouldn't we show our lovers how great they are every day? Some people are born with it. Others try to learn it. Some just don't care to put forth the effort. I think if you truly love someone and you really want to show your appreciation for one another that you won't need a holiday such as Valentine's day to express this. He/She will already know and feel fully loved every single day of the year.
I raise my glass to you Valentine's Day, you truly are the con artist who has duped us all into believing in a false sense of love and perfection. (not to say that I don't enjoy the celebration as much as most of the other silly saps out there, I'm right with you on this one.)
Walk down the street and look in wonder at the couples holding hands and canoodling. Getting ready for dinner, delivering flowers, gifting boxes of chocolates and whispering sweet nothings in one another's ear. Why? Because we want to feel special and loved. For some people it rights all the wrongs. For others its a joke not to be taken seriously.
To me, everyday should be Valentine's Day. Not just today, but tomorrow too. Show me the love and the random sweet gifts. Whisper how great I am to me before we walk into the mall. Tell me what you want to do to me tonight when we get home. Leave a random rose on the passenger seat so that when I get in I have that romantic, sweet gesture waiting for me. Why not? Why shouldn't we show our lovers how great they are every day? Some people are born with it. Others try to learn it. Some just don't care to put forth the effort. I think if you truly love someone and you really want to show your appreciation for one another that you won't need a holiday such as Valentine's day to express this. He/She will already know and feel fully loved every single day of the year.
I raise my glass to you Valentine's Day, you truly are the con artist who has duped us all into believing in a false sense of love and perfection. (not to say that I don't enjoy the celebration as much as most of the other silly saps out there, I'm right with you on this one.)
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Monday
I have to say of all the days
I hate Monday the most.
Not Sunday or Tuesday or
even Wednesday,
Monday i hate the most.
The woes and whines
and awful times they come on day one
Not great not awesome not any fun
Monday, you have won.
I hate you Monday the most.
Nothing to say, nothing to boast
I hate Monday the most.
-Tricia Markin 2/8/10
I hate Monday the most.
Not Sunday or Tuesday or
even Wednesday,
Monday i hate the most.
The woes and whines
and awful times they come on day one
Not great not awesome not any fun
Monday, you have won.
I hate you Monday the most.
Nothing to say, nothing to boast
I hate Monday the most.
-Tricia Markin 2/8/10
A New Beat
Down, down, down she will go.
Where she will stop only she will know.
She tripped, she fell, she skinned her nose.
She bled a ribbon that dripped on a rose.
She lay there in a panic for hours
and then came night and quieted flowers.
she lost her will and all her power.
Nothing new but a greater cower.
Get up girl; the stars you will meet.
You'll feel their strength and forget defeat.
You'll find the future and march a new beat.
The cadence will propel you and always and forever will taste so sweet.
Tricia Markin 2/8/10
Where she will stop only she will know.
She tripped, she fell, she skinned her nose.
She bled a ribbon that dripped on a rose.
She lay there in a panic for hours
and then came night and quieted flowers.
she lost her will and all her power.
Nothing new but a greater cower.
Get up girl; the stars you will meet.
You'll feel their strength and forget defeat.
You'll find the future and march a new beat.
The cadence will propel you and always and forever will taste so sweet.
Tricia Markin 2/8/10
Thursday, February 4, 2010
A Noise In The Night
One night I awoke
to hear a sound
but when I looked
no one was around
Alone in the dark
eyes wide shut
nothing to calm
my hearts loud thud
A footstep or a door creak?
An animal about?
Frozen in silence
A moment of doubt.
Look to the North
to the East and the West
A prayer far from the South
Let me be safe and at rest.
Protect me my loved ones
keep me far from harm
leave me to live and be comforted,
full of strength and without alarm.
-Tricia Markin 2/4/10
to hear a sound
but when I looked
no one was around
Alone in the dark
eyes wide shut
nothing to calm
my hearts loud thud
A footstep or a door creak?
An animal about?
Frozen in silence
A moment of doubt.
Look to the North
to the East and the West
A prayer far from the South
Let me be safe and at rest.
Protect me my loved ones
keep me far from harm
leave me to live and be comforted,
full of strength and without alarm.
-Tricia Markin 2/4/10
Monday, February 1, 2010
Calling You Home
She walked out the door and into the moonlight.
Her heart beat a wild rhythm.
A field so empty and full of flowers
she tiptoed between them and felt them on her skin.
The smell was divine and tickled her nose and sent her memory into a spin.
She'd been here before.
Once a long time ago in a dream she was here with him.
He'd been the love of her life
a Prince sent to save her from herself.
They'd danced across this very field in the full moonlight.
He'd held her and told her how beautiful and wonderful she was.
He'd brushed a stray hair across her face and offered her comfort.
With a single passionate kiss he'd shown her the future.
She thought it was a dream come to life.
With one moment of hesitation she'd shattered it all and sent him away.
Now as she walked through the field her heart grew heavy.
Sadness washed over her and clung to her skin.
She felt empty.
She knew not how to heal her broken heart.
Now that she was certain, she knew not what the future would hold.
She lay upon the ground in a bed of wildflowers and closed her eyes.
Perhaps in dreams she would find her way.
He would be there in her memory.
In her mind a hand caressed her skin.
She felt his lips brush her neck.
As she opened her eyes it had all become so real...
He gazed at her with a sadness that could shatter diamonds...
And then he spoke the words she had heard only in dreams...
I've missed you my darling and though we've been far apart...
Your heart has been calling me home.
A kiss sealed their passion.
Their souls spoke.
When love is pure it calls you home.
When the heart is true it beats a rhythm that only one other soul will ever know
That soul will be your one true love and it will call you home.
-Tricia Markin
2/1/10
Her heart beat a wild rhythm.
A field so empty and full of flowers
she tiptoed between them and felt them on her skin.
The smell was divine and tickled her nose and sent her memory into a spin.
She'd been here before.
Once a long time ago in a dream she was here with him.
He'd been the love of her life
a Prince sent to save her from herself.
They'd danced across this very field in the full moonlight.
He'd held her and told her how beautiful and wonderful she was.
He'd brushed a stray hair across her face and offered her comfort.
With a single passionate kiss he'd shown her the future.
She thought it was a dream come to life.
With one moment of hesitation she'd shattered it all and sent him away.
Now as she walked through the field her heart grew heavy.
Sadness washed over her and clung to her skin.
She felt empty.
She knew not how to heal her broken heart.
Now that she was certain, she knew not what the future would hold.
She lay upon the ground in a bed of wildflowers and closed her eyes.
Perhaps in dreams she would find her way.
He would be there in her memory.
In her mind a hand caressed her skin.
She felt his lips brush her neck.
As she opened her eyes it had all become so real...
He gazed at her with a sadness that could shatter diamonds...
And then he spoke the words she had heard only in dreams...
I've missed you my darling and though we've been far apart...
Your heart has been calling me home.
A kiss sealed their passion.
Their souls spoke.
When love is pure it calls you home.
When the heart is true it beats a rhythm that only one other soul will ever know
That soul will be your one true love and it will call you home.
-Tricia Markin
2/1/10
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Disappointed Wealth
When sometimes yes
becomes a no
and maybe works
but the mind it's thrown
It's time to have a personal chat
which do I like?
This or that?
When sure is
anything but itself
you find you have
a disconcerting wealth
of questionable questions
throughout the mind
Are you sure,
At this very time?
When, i don't know
is what you've got
you're sure to make
others tempers hot
It's not an answer
so they say
its yes or no,
not sure or okay.
Simply put,
it's all you've got
So be sure to use
your opinion a lot
for if you don't
you'll find yourself
stuck in a rut
of disappointed wealth
-Tricia Markin
becomes a no
and maybe works
but the mind it's thrown
It's time to have a personal chat
which do I like?
This or that?
When sure is
anything but itself
you find you have
a disconcerting wealth
of questionable questions
throughout the mind
Are you sure,
At this very time?
When, i don't know
is what you've got
you're sure to make
others tempers hot
It's not an answer
so they say
its yes or no,
not sure or okay.
Simply put,
it's all you've got
So be sure to use
your opinion a lot
for if you don't
you'll find yourself
stuck in a rut
of disappointed wealth
-Tricia Markin
It's Your Life.. Grab It!
So I've been doing a lot of thinking and I'm starting to realize that my entire concept on life has been a bit obscure. Truth be told I've spent a lot of time living for everyone but me. I am now realizing that I cannot live for anyone but myself... because I am only one person and I can only control what I do.
Life is just too short to not do the things you love or want to do. If you want to dance... dance. If you want to create art... create art. If you want to travel to the Bahamas for a last minute getaway... do it. If you don't do these things, someday you'll ask yourself what was stopping me? Why did I let all of those great opportunities get away?
I want a few things right now. I want to fill my life with friends and I want to go out and do stuff more than just on the weekends. I want to laugh everyday. I want to think "Damn I'm lucky for all of the great people and wonderful moments in my life." The best part is, I can do all of those things and I really don't need to wait for anything to happen in order to achieve it. I just go out and do it. I will leave you at this point with a poem that touches my heart and makes me think that there is no time like the present.
Live well dear friends
In all you do
tho' paths be old
Or paths be new
But to yourself
Be ever true
LIVE WELL!
Laugh often friends
Tho' passing years
Bring sometimes smiles,
And sometimes tears
For mirth forever
Warms and cheers...
LAUGH OFTEN!
Love much dear friends
For love will bring
The healing joy
And hope of spring
Where pain and fear may never dwell
Nor anguish touch...
And so live well,
Laugh often too
And more,
Dear friends...
LOVE MUCH!
By John McLeod
Life is just too short to not do the things you love or want to do. If you want to dance... dance. If you want to create art... create art. If you want to travel to the Bahamas for a last minute getaway... do it. If you don't do these things, someday you'll ask yourself what was stopping me? Why did I let all of those great opportunities get away?
I want a few things right now. I want to fill my life with friends and I want to go out and do stuff more than just on the weekends. I want to laugh everyday. I want to think "Damn I'm lucky for all of the great people and wonderful moments in my life." The best part is, I can do all of those things and I really don't need to wait for anything to happen in order to achieve it. I just go out and do it. I will leave you at this point with a poem that touches my heart and makes me think that there is no time like the present.
Live well dear friends
In all you do
tho' paths be old
Or paths be new
But to yourself
Be ever true
LIVE WELL!
Laugh often friends
Tho' passing years
Bring sometimes smiles,
And sometimes tears
For mirth forever
Warms and cheers...
LAUGH OFTEN!
Love much dear friends
For love will bring
The healing joy
And hope of spring
Where pain and fear may never dwell
Nor anguish touch...
And so live well,
Laugh often too
And more,
Dear friends...
LOVE MUCH!
By John McLeod
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About Me
- Tricia
- Who am I? I am many things in one; a constantly changing package. I am a friend, a sibling, a daughter, a listener, a learner, a poet, and an artist.