Tricia the Artist

Expression of my perspective.

Reflections and Ramblings

Be Thankful

Posted by Tricia Drover on July 7, 2015 at 6:35 PM Comments comments (0)

Be thankful for my laugh lines

For they are not worry lines

Be thankful that I have been given 

The opportunity

To see myself age.


I look my age

Because I have lived my life

And I don't hide

Behind makeup

Or hair dye

Or illusions.


My extensive network of scars

Tell the story

Of my life

I am imperfect in a way

That only I can be.


I no longer have

To be defined

By my looks

My Body - 

My Value

Is no longer dependant

On how others perceive me.


I look my age

And that is okay

Because I am my age

I have lived

Thirty-three years

And my body tells the tale.

On the Loss of a Pet

Posted by Tricia Drover on June 23, 2015 at 12:20 PM Comments comments (0)

Such a small little light

Shining from a tiny soul

Yet so much love

Is given

Freely, without expectation

The love we give

WIthout strings

Is the love that holds us up.

RIP Sniffles (June 18, 2015)

Rediscovering Love

Posted by Tricia Drover on May 26, 2015 at 3:35 AM Comments comments (0)

Lucky number seven.

Always lucky when I am with you.

I have been taking you for granted

Appreciating what we have

In my mind

But not my heart

Distancing myself from love

Scared of rejection

Even after

So many years

Of unconditional devotion.

And then

Not so long ago

It was like I finally woke up.

And now I can love you

With all of who I am

My mind, my body

My soul.

Knowing that any pain that may come

Is worth it.

For this moment in time.

After seven years

I have fallen in love

All over again.


Fear is the Enemy

Posted by Tricia Drover on December 14, 2011 at 6:00 PM Comments comments (0)


crouched in a corner

ready to pounce

always eager to steal

my sense of peace

I worked so hard

 to cultivate

inner calm and


without a word

it's gone

no tangible effort made

just a shadow

flitting over my mind

and all my security

has been destroyed

the promise of change


or stagnation

slowly eating at my soul

each as destructive

how do you conquer

a wraith

that steals your perspective

and replaces it




Posted by Tricia Drover on March 17, 2011 at 12:49 PM Comments comments (0)

Waning Crescent

A short time ago

complete - now losing brilliance.

Fading memory.

New Moon

A void in the sky.

Empty, yet filled with promise.

A new beginning.

Waxing Crescent

Darkness falls to light.

Slowly illuminating

the blackness of night.

Full Moon

Shining bright as day

Bringing light into shadow

Energy pulses.