When love comes knocking

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When love comes knocking at your heart
there’s not much to be done
except just settle back
and enjoy what is to come

Some may try to fight it
some try to run and hide
but there’s no way to avoid it
once it gets inside

Love is special moments
that make you smile inside
its warmth, its joy, its pleasure
its sharing and desire

Love is lives joined together
hearts open and free
embracing the unique beauty
that couples always see

Love is not so complicated
as some deem it to be
its encouraging each other
to be the best that they can be

Trish Johnston 14th February 2016

The Looking Glass

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It stands there, the looking glass
Hoping to catch your eye
To show you all the blessings
That in you reside

It shimmers with the kindness
That with others you share
That firm but gentle way you have
Of letting others know you care

It glows with commitment
To a job well done
Of all those tasks completed
And many more to come

It ripples with unfinished dreams
of days within your past
Waiting to be drawn out
From that place they’ve been cast

It vibrates with the love
that your heart cannot contain
The passion being awoken
As you learn to live again

Look now into the looking glass
Gaze at the spectacular view
See everything that others see
The wonder which is you.

Trish Johnston 5th February 2016

Proud Australian

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I am a proud Australian
I wear my heart on my sleeve
many come to visit her
and then they never leave

Her beauty it seduces them
her diversity enthrals
she entices them with wonders
she has so many lures

Some aspects of her history
make me stand tall and proud
others make me cringe in shame
of what was then allowed

The very first Australians
have not been treated well
we all must work to change this
and not on bygones dwell

Lets look forward to the future
let all our mobs unite
all the diverse cultures
work to together to get it right

I am a proud Australian
I am sure you are too
lets all join hands and hearts
for we have much to do.

Trish Johnston 26th January 2016

Choices….

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In each step of our journey
the choice is ours to make
to decide upon a path
a direction to take

There is no right or wrong
no correct or incorrect
though each choice we make
has a lasting effect

Choices make life interesting
yet can be challenging too
for who knows the final outcome
of the choice you choose

When that which seemed most fitting
begins to disintegrate
do we choose to stay and fight
or walk away and shut the gate

When confidence is shaken
right to the very core
when self belief is fading
like the tide upon the shore

We must choose our battles wisely
draw on our inner strength
to help us to decide
on each paths length

Which battle do we stick with
through rain, hail and snow
when do we raise the flag
and surrender to the flow

The answers lay within us
in the wisdom of our souls
we must trust those inner voices
to carry us safely home.

Trish Johnston 11th May 2015

My Inspiration

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When I seek inspiration

my thoughts turn to you

for you seem to have a way

of keeping my skies blue

 

the grass is always greener

the sun shines even brighter

in this blissful place

my mind is always quieter

 

you are north to my south

the east to my west

forever in alignment

on this our life long quest

 

your wisdom and your kindness

toward every race and creed

your total lack of judgement

sets my spirit free

 

you ignite in me a flame

a warmth throughout my being

a love like no other

for this soul that I am seeing

 

wherever your journey takes you

however far you roam

know that the centre of your heart

is the place that I call home

 

Trish Johnston  21st October 2014

Writing on Our Wall

Writing on Our Wall

We carry it around
unaware that it is there
this invisible burden
our vision skewed, impaired

It comes to us from birth
and each day ever after
from others all around us
in their anger and their laughter

Their influence is strong
often without them knowing
everything they say and do
absorbed as we are growing

We become a collage
of others thoughts and beliefs
we journey through the fog
of what others teach

Until one day we realise
the rules by which we are living
the “writing on our wall”
from others we are given

It is then our choice
to decide what to do
do we clear away that writing
and seek the inner you?

Some may be quiet happy
with the person you’ve become
the writing on your wall and you
content and comfortable as one

You may choose to erase it
until it is clean and stark
then begin with our own writing
each line our chosen mark

It is a liberating journey
to release and let go
that which we’ve carried for so long
for that which we know

It is a work in progress
we can add whatever we like
to our own artist’s canvas
create our own life.
Trish Johnston 22nd May 2014 ©

Tropical Cyclone Ita

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Far North Queensland can but wait
for your much heralded arrival
as they go about preparations
essential to their survival

We are told of your power
of the fury with which you travel
we hope and we pray
you’ll not leave our lives unravelled

You bring with you such forces
that are difficult to endure
destructive winds and rainfall
as some have never seen before

Some locals are complacent
they’ve been here more than once or twice
while the sensible respect you
and take on board all the advice

Emergency Services working overtime
to ensure that we are safe
how do we express our gratitude
for work done for our sakes

Communities holding strong
is what we are all about
we will stand up tall together
through both cyclones and drought

You will not defeat us, Ita
though much havoc you may wreak
for we have within us
that Queensland Spirit of which they speak

Trish Johnston 12th April 2014 ©

Life is a Celebration

Life is a Celebration

The Willy Wag tail that spends much of his time on the front fence is almost defiant in his strut along the wire. Even in the rain he flitters back and forth. It is an interesting time here in Cairns, Far North Queensland as we await the arrival of Tropical Cyclone Ita. It is difficult to explain the calm that has settled over me. It is a feeling of total peace combined with an awe and acceptance of the power of Nature. A connection with my surroundings as we wait the eternal wait to see what, if any destruction we will be subjected to.

It is a time of contemplation for me, as I sit and just Be. I have often wondered over the past weeks why I came to Cairns, what drew me here when my life was established in South Australia. I know now the reason for my being here at this particular time. To experience the absolute futility of worry is a part of it. What good does worry do when faced with the tremendous unknown forces? It will not change the power nor the result. The only purpose it serves is to make one miserable while anticipating outcomes which may never happen.

I have always considered that my greatest achievements in life have been the birth of my two beautiful children and watching them grow and develop into amazing young adults of who I am very proud. While this is indeed still on one level my greatest achievement I now see so much else in my life to be proud of. Everything we do in life is a cause for celebration; every day lived; every moment experienced; every lesson learned; every tear shed whether through joy or sorrow. Life is a celebration.

My passion is to write, I am fortunate that I have been given the ability to do so whether through poetry or other forms. It is part of my journey to do so and until I honour it properly the life that I am celebrating will be found wanting. Thank you, Tropical Cyclone Ita. Thank you, Cairns, while I do not see myself here for the long haul I am grateful for the awareness and perception you have bestowed on me.

Now, like that Willy Wag Tail, I too can strut my stuff!

Sacrificial Love

Sacrificial Love

Some feel they must make sacrifices
to allow love into their lives
to give up part of themselves
their dreams and their desires

To some it is a challenge
to open up their hearts
and let another in
to walk beside them on their path

They fear that in surrendering
to the emotions which they feel
they must give more of themselves
than they care to reveal

They fear they will be stifled
a loss of freedom long held dear
instead of being open to sharing
the joy, desire, pain and tears

Love is not a sacrifice
for it enriches beyond measure
when we give our heart
and share all of life’s pleasures

Trish Johnston 6th April 2014

My Purpose

My Purpose

Night settles all around me
I sit and let it in
darkness soft like velvet
seeping deep within

A feeling of contentment
washes over me
as I become One with Nature
as I am meant to be

Sometimes I forget this
when my mind is full of worry
when it spins out of control
in a constant exhausting hurry

When the ego takes control
and sends me on a mad chase
looking everywhere for peace
except the right place

As I sit here in the darkness
my path glowing crystal clear
I am thankful for my Angels
for I know that they are near

I’ve a gift that they’ve given me
which is not mine to keep
words to comfort others
when their climb gets steep

Now I know my purpose
the reason I am here
to share my simple verses
for everyone to hear.

Trish Johnston 5th April 2014 ©