White roses, scent drifts solemn breeze carries me...Delicate petals gingerly placed mournful - Reflect black granite mementos perfection in each bud... Thoughtful colors of the season fall upon me - Mums pumpkin orange shades of gold sunlight yellow ...acknowledge no one leaves this place unmoved by the stillness and grace - Engraved stone tells a …
Tag: death
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 …
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 …
Your Shirt
Self portrait Warm breeze and sunshine off in the distance is a sound so familiar it makes me weep whispers I love you and sighs of contentment leave me wandering in rooms from the past the day to day never dull or mundane the scent of you remains... I wear your shirt arms wrapped around …
Ode To Dorothy
Ode to the woman that carried my name that carried the ties that bind and if truth be told - love behold the gentler times are all that matter today a day that time dissipates into tears of joy and memories reflect tints of glorious color while the sharpness blurs into muted shades of gray …
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 …
I Am Still Here
Your eyes close peaceful rest holding your hand a gentle squeeze ...I'm still here Sunlight slips between the cracks in drawn shades Patterns of lace dance on pale linen colored walls Shallow breath I lay my head on your chest for confirmation you whisper ...I'm still here We fall together a dream state a reverie …
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 …
Trilby Yates 