Words to lips fall gently as pen to paper emotions fill my heart...still beats a tender touch does not leave me empty the world such a simple place lingering thoughts turn into daydreams while spirits rise watching silently from shadows of a widow's walk soaring high above surrounded in love and translucent light I wander …
Tag: life
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 …
Geographically Undesirable
The rain is falling Wind is singing songs Beyond the dunes Dark clouds form overhead And the waves have Kicked up a notch Perfect back drop For a romantic at heart Pinned with dedication To my worn out sleeve I walk barefoot in the tide Emotions and passion Rush in pulling at my vulnerabilities But …
Holding Onto Dreams
Walk softly past my window Early morning light stretches Across a dimly lit sky With gentle hands Reaching for a heart That yawns While the mind Holds onto dreams In shimmering shades Of lavender and blue Pleading, “…don’t wake me, not yet, not yet…” Tender kisses like feathers float From the lips of lovers Drift …
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 …
Death
So yes, I have hit the wall - many times I've reached down in the darkness and found the bottom was still another 100 feet below me and all I can say with a hint of ambivalence "...man what a trip, what a journey..." And all the introspective chatter and cliches passing thru the test …
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 …
Recognition
A few side steps off the curve you fall and for a while there is a time and place to bat your eyes and lick your lips as if the package is all that matters in those moments when the label tastes better than the wine and the left hand on your Rolex gets stuck …
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 …
Trilby Yates 