Sound down images skip back and forth across the stage life isn't always a vibe high fresh face light up the sky quick fisted moments linger daydreams give pause a glimpse of hope and bewilderment yet we remain we continue on and if we choose to cut our loses and bag it consequences loom clouded …
Tag: fate
Dazzling My Senses
All the human elements lined up with perfection - the tangible and the abstract... The underlying passions and dreams; the insecurities and vulnerabilities - risk factors We all have our fantasies tucked away quietly at times, joyful exhilaration at others - how risqué - slightest blush at the thought I tumbled willfully without intention into …
Cat Call
Hey...you...pssst...floating Lightly from high above The cement masses Whistles and cat calls Reminiscent of a 50's B flick With blonde bombshells And well manicured mustaches That get twisted when the mood shifts From scene to scene Little girl with grown up shoes Struts her stuff While taking another puff Long thin 100s imported Via her …
Dance Away My Fears
The past seeps into some kind of abstract perspective My own different from yours - I am sure My spin, my angle from where I sleep never falls short of illusive Yours, off in the distant fog - sails full wind blows coast to coast, shore to shore drop off You catch sea foam in …
Footsteps In The Sand
When the veil is shed layer by layer A glimmering light from the never forgotten Is dulled by the glow of a not to distant future A shift in ones heart beat and state of mind Will ride out the storm that peacefully anticipates The reoccurrence when the Widow meets the Captain From years ago on a tempestuous …
Fair Winds And Following Seas
Sea breeze - a few glasses of wine Conversations that go astray Loose lips sail ships From the traditional “…what if’s…” “…would you…” Promises we do not need Insecurities come to light While others are put to rest Love is not a link In a chain that binds But instead the feathers In an angel’s …
Delicately Choreographed Dance
By the end of this dream life as we glide or stumble from path to journey road block or stepping stone not a macabre scheme in the moment unaware of the transformation the information the lack of overload double-fisted hands of fate stride in never tipping "its" intention knowing full well ignorance is not a …
Déjà vu Love Affair
You kissed me first, I remember it well, laughter fills the air you flash that Sandbar grin memories dock side keep flaunting happiness as if it were something attainable sustainable not fleeting or a mere moment of joy from the past your eyes meeting mine not the first time déjà vu quick glance second chance …
Trilby Yates 