A poem by Tricia Bates Smith, 1-4-2024
I’m noticing something about change. New understanding has meant letting go of what I thought was real and true.
I stumble. I hide … better to be home alone.
Self-confidence is shattered. I… continue reading
A poem by Tricia Bates Smith, 1-4-2024
Did I say enough? Could I have done more? Was I appreciated?
Topics of hatred, suffering and uncontrolled war. A past me would have thrown out solutions. Now … I don’t know.
Next,… continue reading
A poem and a prayer by: Tricia Bates Smith,
10-11-2023, the night following the passing of my mother Pat Bates.
Grandmother. Mother. You, and me … daughter. Strong backs. Strong hands, in spite of broken hearts.
Together, across time… continue reading
Written to release resentment.
By Tricia Bates Smith
Why am I hurting and you’re not? Why am I doing and you’re not? Don’t leave me to have to do it all!
Fine, I’ll do and do and do. Stay out… continue reading
A poem, by Tricia Bates Smith, 8-7-2023
There is not much here, please do not take any more. People find so little to like as it is.
In response to you, my voice is brusk, with a scowl on my… continue reading
A poem, by Tricia Bates Smith, 7-31-2023
You left when I was so small, leaving a bitter mother and a loss of childhood. He’s no good was all I heard said of you. I worked so hard to make up… continue reading
TBS 7-29-2023, a poem
Bounce, bounce, bounce the ball. Share it with your friend. I’ll just hold onto mine, I’m fine the way I am. But it’s time to play. Look! If I send it out, it comes right back… continue reading
TBS 7-22-2023 poem.
Thump. Thump. Thump. It approaches. Push it back. Bad memory, don’t come. Ow … I don’t want you back!
Thump. Thump. Thump. Why did I do that? I’m an idiot! Did you see how they looked at… continue reading
TBS 7-21-2023 poem.
So deeply hidden, you’ve blocked my uncovering it for so long. Not a wall but a fortress you built around my heart. I’ve worked and worked to improve and grow, only just tending the garden around your… continue reading
TBS 7-20-2023 poem
Made in Your image, filled with light, did I come shining into this world. A family of nine, all with struggles of dark and light on this human path. I didn’t see it as I pranced around… continue reading