Stress level up hits a high not even time to peak from beneath the end zone of what has yet to come when all else fails there is no way out but to pull the cord on an empty parachute while silver spoons line lip stick shades drawn childlike images willow branches bending quiet summer …
Category: Perceptions
What’s Missing…
"....it doesn't always have to be this way..." Little voice inside my head sings a song low key off beat far left of anywhere slipping from addiction to obsession no matter what rolls in or out with the tide early morning light shines ever so brightly and the truth remains silent lovers tiptoe past an …
Pages Yet To Be Written
Words to lips fall gently as pen to paper emotions fill my heart...still beats a tender touch does not leave me empty the world such a simple place lingering thoughts turn into daydreams while spirits rise watching silently from shadows of a widow's walk soaring high above surrounded in love and translucent light I wander …
Slap Shtick With A Twist
Hey life what’s the deal, what’s the grand plan scheme of things to come and go screaming from the top of my lungs already full from the up swing of 2011 flying high on the 52nd floor sky scraper clawing its way from Hades to Paradise and it’s never the same kid rush sliding down …
There Is No Sound
Gracious words are like honeycombs to the soul...(Proverbs 16:24) There is no sound like this echo’s from place to place and back again there are no moments like this hold tight blow a kiss to nowhere carried off far away boat ride Galilee to Old Harbor with the wind to my back and the sun …
Flawed Tapestry
Silence wraps around me a blanket of blushed tones silky white to touch tints of gray speckled from edge to edge never knowing if I am coming or going questioning - have I been here all along and there is a sense of harshness in the thoughts that wash over me my faith is an …
Awakening The Senses
Historical preservation …moments in time held with highest regard Tourists flock like pigeons on the plaza Camera’s long zoom lens Nikon, Canon hanging around their neck Focusing on the image The experience is captured knowing its own mortality But is the experience felt? Is it a deal breaking mesmerizing life altering electrifying source of energy …
I Float Alone
Drifting off left, maybe south of the last stop on any given day when all that reaches the deepest moments, the most profound statements or thoughts slip so easily from my grasp and when I let the light in the last bit of anticipation, I float alone Time shifts and the sand slips from my …
Word Flow Vice
There is a sense of dread lingering deep dark longing wrapped tightly suffocating to the point of paralysis I do not pause or hesitate Fear is not a driving force Narcissistic identity bender, insanity root of inspiration, and subconscious driving force ...maybe I have my words, my pen and paper; sword of sorts And when …
Trilby Yates 