Hanging on by a single thread silk woven bare bones And you ask why I don't cry or why I sleep walk instead Of resting dream like in my bed and all I can think about is how my hands ache Every time I walk past a grave site with granite stone shining bright There …
Tag: emotions
Naturally
Nature does not come to me naturally It does not draw me in and enchant me Mesmerizing dancing fantasies It does not set my inner child free Holding the fear close - irrational push pull The child holds it close occasionally letting it go Nature does not entice my lioness spirit to roar Or prompt …
What We Knew Then
I wish you were my friend my confidant lover the one that would hold me close when the wind doesn't blow the one that would keep the sails full even though all odds are against us and when the shadows from a dark past come to surface you alone would illuminate my senses clearing the …
Love In Vain
Out stretched finger tips pleading in the darkest night somethings seem distant out of reach; do I ask for too much? Shuffle and flip of the Tarot cards all possibilities are put into mystical perspective the devil plays games with no one! Soul to soul wounded dove tiny petals fall from high above and whispers …
Anticipation
Love here or there fine lines filled with brilliance a hint of hope and shades of blue for added ambiance and when the wind blows whistling through the dunes on a cool subdued night somewhere off in the distant fog words slip from passionate lips with only the slightest sense of tomorrows regret hovering …
Slap Shtick With A Twist
Hey life what’s the deal, what’s the grand plan scheme of things to come and go screaming from the top of my lungs already full from the up swing of 2011 flying high on the 52nd floor sky scraper clawing its way from Hades to Paradise and it’s never the same kid rush sliding down …
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 …
No Beginning No End
I take words like a source of energy spinning them into a beautiful telling novella emotional roller coaster ride power ball spin into the heavens They have no beginning, they have no end I gently lay them out on a vaporous black velvet texture-less veil the words pop like firecrackers sparks fly intentions soar and …
Trilby Yates 