A slight movement forward wind shifts suddenly and there is a tumbling sensation in each step I've taken your touch was never an absolute and as much as I knew that going in it's the coming out that's another story time is not on my side and as I wander between my thoughts there is …
Tag: depression
Timothy Leary
Standing on the sidewalk a small man with a cigar leering past a puff of smoke clouds camouflage his true intentions conveyor belt rolls me in to a land of the unknown no cart just a red basket in hand and the lights glare chasing the shadows clarity is a check out counter and the …
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 …
Take It Or Leave It
Middle of the room view stepping back panoramic scanning reflection and recognition breath-taking realization life hasn't been kind at times Like the bully in the playground you can either take the hits and grimace or slug it out black eye badge of honor and humility that only you can see; and they say that is …
Loop Affect
Walking toward the morning sunrise ...Red sky at night a sailors delight Red sky in morning sailors take warning... Secluded shore covered in a blanket of Sand and stone… Seashells and colored sea glass Tossed playfully to and fro While footsteps are quietly washed away No remnants left behind An emotional tide of highs and …
Woman Of The Page
Oh to be Virginia Woolf for a moment in time when words flowed creative process encumbered by despair precious pearls of wisdom masked with conversation sharing verse and wine with the Bloomsbury Group that freed a burdened soul brilliant sorrow deep a pocket full of rocks and a long deliberate walk off a short seductive pier sinking deep into …
Small Boy Tender
Small boy tender child Wide brown eyes With an angelic smile… That could melt butter - in his mouth While dripping sweet Saccharine like words Of lies and deceit One push Slight of hand Reaches out To be held - poor little sister Cracked skull Echoed cries and life ...swing in the balance Baby dolls …
Day-Break Ride
…too often in the solitude of when all is said and done after the passions have been met when the dead of night begins its decline and the morning light starts to rise there is an emptiness that comes over me taking me by surprise in the before day-break ride heading home when angst begins …
Pupils Dilate
An inherited trait flippant off the cuff snap and shuffle move to the other side without consequence or confusion The mind is clear and sharp but the heart like a rebellious child continues to skip to its own count And not even with brighter days ahead will the path change or shift the tide once …
Trilby Yates 