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…
The Dead Poet rating "A" makes my heart sing And a photo is like capturing a moment in time Fireflies in a jar, blowing dandelions into the wind with a wish Hanging on like a trapeze artist - grace and daring A sliver of time, a glance, a kiss - your hand holding mineWe walk …
Two steps off, four steps back; I still can't make my way beyond the fogA few steps off, a couple steps back; it's a cliff walk, a leap of faith jumpMoving forward, double back; your love has been like a Magic 8 ballSliding forward, slipping back; online foot print has a magnetic pushTwo steps your …
I’ve got nothing. Nothing. Energy high flying buzz off. Don't dare shake a stick at a creative wise-ass. Believe it to be true, says so on my business card - "wise-ass" There are times when the space between a fine line, And a loose cannon are as simple as the abyss That falls amidst a …
Drop down distance 50 mile radius I remain geographically undesirable Age range is a throwback Reminiscent of my youth Always dated older men I’m sure Freud would have a field day Challenging whose fault I am But now I’ve tightened the circle Fear based sense of loss I couldn’t bear again Nothing is a sure …
All that crazy anticipation build up and worry as if yesterday was a blank page And all the steps taken have somehow been washed away like footsteps in the sand - how cliche! I remember laughing about all those old sayings one night during a brief love affair he filled my glass of wine up …
Had a dream about you last night; seems since we had our inconsequential meeting - inconsequential feels so removed and so cold and my head hurts when I think and I'm starting to feel too old to be a player in the dating game ... anyway Confirmation washes over me like the cold waters of …
Words dripping from my lips mid sentence lapse of judgment makes no sense to let them fall but I'm feeling empty headed And I can't get beyond my own thoughts and on a better day I would know it's not about you at all... - this is just about me ... now I'm stumbling around …
What to say when a question is posed Like a bull in a China shop… The only answer lay dumbfound-ed on the tongue of an exiled wise-ass “So, uh what about you, dating yet or uh, anything…?” That is how the question game begins Twisting in the wind via self-preservation, defensiveness… and A touch of …
Trilby Yates 