My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
Spent the night gazing at the stars with the city sky outlining everything naked and in disguise I drifted off to sleep just as my ghosts are coming to call answering few questions and leaving me with more All the nuances of someone that never bleeds out and praying is for the delusional I hold …
Skyline sunrise, sunset; distant star off to the left shines bright Wisdom goes hand in hand with missteps and slit wrists; a metaphor to describe and convey the impact - dramatic effect and such Sleepless nights, slow mornings, afternoons turn into evenings without incident And when memories dance about it's as if some cruel entity …
Woke up, partial light seeps into dreamscapes and nightmares somewhere out there a thought flies across a cyber sky - no color faux stars shine bright land on the floor next to discarded clothing from the night before a chill in the air and semi-frost on the window-pane child writes I love you finger tip …
My love of sea and sail vast sky ocean wide Yet I fear a full moon cycle tide high rise Tide falls low sand bar run aground Claustrophobic angst contradicts the obvious Looking out beyond the beyond no land insight And I feel small minuscule the context of the endlessness that is before me I …
Each day is a blessing in disguise As quoted by someone from another era Another place in time when survival Wasn't just about sickness and health Or Peace and war – we still had hope Do we have the strength to hold this blessing close to heart When life takes slow steps toward an early exit …
The first line is the most difficult the most important pen to paper expression paramount to first impression succession of intent my perspective is self inflicted is self infected self rejected and I know all to well I'm not blaming you or me the high or low tides at sea that change at different times …
A non-descript package arrived one day when the earth felt like it had stopped moving and a continuous chill ran from my spine to the center of my chest breathing became a bore without intention or respect to slip away from coast to coast shore to shore would have been more than an effort time …
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 …
Dream on Dream on and on He says Only 27 questions To answer And then you Will know ....how to fall in love Sitting in a cozy bar Some place in Brooklyn The candle light softens The harsher lines That have grown Across the brow And marionette lines That make a smile More of an …
Trilby Yates 