Illuminating star bursts shattered glass piercing penetration shock your system set back sound crackling bolt of lightening never - strikes twice never - strikes twice same place same time wind blows dust circles whipped into a frieze there's no place - like home there's no place - like home lost track of ones own self …
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Hell
There are days when little to nothing can move within the close quarters of the walls now self proclaimed as barren – claustrophobia is a weakness to some that steps up when all else fails and yes there is some comfort in the self imprisonment confinement the familiar the nest of being able to reach …
Captain
One foot in front of the other a sexy aloof sway of the hips purposely oblivious to watching eyes entranced by the sounds that surround Atlantic breeze always makes the heart skip a beat passion still flows - A smile appears as corners turn up on glossy full lips simple thought sings silently when out …
Taxi Driver
What to say when a question is posed Like a bull in a China shop… The only answer lay dumbfound-ed on the tongue of an exiled wise-ass “So, uh what about you, dating yet or uh, anything…?” That is how the question game begins Twisting in the wind via self-preservation, defensiveness… and A touch of …
Cloak And Dagger
Turning slowly Eyes meet Lock in an embrace The words in my mind Fall from your lips Like pearls of wisdom Dripping in sultry shades Of day dreams Soft lavender With a touch of grey Highlighting the shadows That dance to and fro Gentle lullaby “Hush baby Please don’t cry…” Without warning Shooting stars fall …
Exhale
Exhale…. slow release thoughts jump the rope skip to simple complex closure of the mind leave the day on a slow train like a boat to China no direction short of misgivings or concern fast track take my hand leading the way fork in the road wind blows from the north shore leaving less than …
Jazz Man’s Song
Notice the tide rolling with the punches not the way I do battling life’s challenges sea foam tossed in the air strong Atlantic breeze blows the tender sound of the Jazz Man always reminding me of home looking out beyond the horizon the sea never comes to an end unlike the sweet songs that are …
Those Beyond The Age Of Service
I can feel the beat of the drum that repetitive mesmerizing all to familiar vibration that pounds deep in the heart blood pumping adrenaline rush of those that can not see beyond their own insecurities - fears egos soar high above with the wing span - symbolic majestic strength of an eagle - hawk mentality …
Political Agenda
Fine smooth facial lines crisscross like a jagged war torn village road a mapping of your indiscretions never deviating from the facts truths be told - behold the awkwardness leaving a distinct manicured impression unique to a solitary finger print left at the scene of an other wise meticulously assumed moral crime your party established …
Trilby Yates 