Long walks through New England woods Backyard cemeteries once the rage - Unrecognizable family names; epitaph in stone Cloaked by a ceiling of muted color ...it seems nothing is the same this year *sigh* Orange, red, gold pierced by non-discriminate Rays of sunlight for viewing - pleasure and delight Stone walls randomly appear; comfort zone …
Tag: Fall
Fall To The Wayside
October the month of pumpkins and candy corn, Witches, black cats, black hats and broom sticks "I am the granddaughter of the Witches you could not burn" A sentiment held close to my heart even when burdened The scent of allspice and clove, wishful thinking Permeate, intoxicate and spin off earthly desires Mindset, hibernation; hoping …
Hit The Pavement
I'm jumping off a proverbial Jagged earthbound ledge A sorrowful morning Attempting to let it go A stones throw from everything tangible Didn't take the time to think it through And maybe I never intended to All I can imagine All I can visualize Black and white dramatic effect I'm looking out eyes opened wide …
You Can Call Me Scarlet
Let’s take a walk down the avenue buy roasted chestnuts in September you can hold my hand while wearing your best disguise smile and whisper seductively "…baby you are so easy on the eyes…" You can call me Scarlet ~ © 2016 TrilbyYates
Trilby Yates 