Wishful thinking a few Hail Mary's and an Act Of Contrition thrown in for good luck - keeps me honest when I spend to much time alone... Once you asked if I was raised as a Catholic girl Big Apple shines bright in beautiful Italian brown eyes you said All I could see were emerald …
Category: Saints or Sinners
Holy Resemblance
Slight of hand with a side twist of fate smoke and mirrors up in a puff vaporize shifting grey eyes grab a hold of what is near and dear only one that gets out alive is the Svengali in us all with hands thrust deeply in the back pocket of our neighbors while holding a …
You Do Not Know Me
I am a prisoner of time and space held within the boundaries of a sanctioned God anointed birth the law of the land the law of religion and unquestioned faith the law of responsibility to all those that have come before and after the psychological weapons chains of societal norms guilt, shame, selfishness keeping me …
Wise Ass Kid
Those days When thoughts Swirled around In my mind Creating an energy Cause and effect Suddenly out of thin air A call or note Song from the past A nudge from Turbulent times A cosmic force connects A reminder tap tap You can never go back Although I lean on the belief Nothing is set …
Waiting
Darkest of the night when spoken simple words ...my love the light lands perfectly You have the face of an angel Saving grace and all that we were taught in stained glass cathedrals Ceilings reaching out grabbing hold of the heavens with windows that bleed Holiest of waters pouring onto the faithless Color soothes the soul for sinners and not …
I Dream Of You
I dream of you...(softly) I dream of you...(tearfully) ...dream of you...(whisper) I dream about you...(loudly) I dream about you...(tearfully) I scream for you...(scream) I SCREAM...(anger) SCREAM to the heavens...(pissed off) CLENCHED FISTS to the heavens...(without fear) I SCREAM FOR YOU...(hysterically) I SCREAM FOR ANSWERS...(pleading) I scream without reply...(reluctantly) I cry for you, weep uncontrollably for …
Fear
Child of the night sweet innocence of delight with your heart worn out and faded Chambray shirt torn at the sleeve you can't bring yourself to question the blur that follows you around shadowing every secret kept When the time comes you glide with ease across the floor feet never touching the ground The slightest …
Death
So yes, I have hit the wall - many times I've reached down in the darkness and found the bottom was still another 100 feet below me and all I can say with a hint of ambivalence "...man what a trip, what a journey..." And all the introspective chatter and cliches passing thru the test …
Walking On Shallow Water
Walking on shallow water Out in a deep blue sea Sweeping transparent views Earth and all its brilliance A distant shining light For the lost and lonely Draped in silk spun cloth Spun the way tales are Carefully weaved Tight intricate knots The High and Mighty Swirling poignant scent Of blessed incense Permeating the air …
Trilby Yates 