Idioms fly by night shooter leaving tear drops flowing pretty boys are a dime a dozen burnt out in a NY minute We can make it up town without breaking a sweat a few shakes of a lambs tail if we hurry They can beat a dead horse and still come to the same old …
Tag: loss
Sleepless
It’s 4AM what are you doing up? Please don’t ask me questions... I can’t sleep, dreams fill my mind and echo’s are shattering-ly loud bouncing off every hiding place, every non-ordained sanctuary I’ve created in this miserable year don’t ask me questions about why I can’t sleep why the dreams keep coming and going almost …
Any Storm
Morning coffee steam rises I sleep alone… - another Friday night Dream-scape background track sea breeze My mind is like a wave Ocean tide draws back Captured vast seamless horizon helps calm unsettled nerves and swaying motion at bay Wrapped in a fog blanket There's warmth in the next line …words don't always fall so …
Umbrella Of The 2nd Amendment
It all seems very inconsequential relevant to only a few in the moment perception wrapped in a bloody cloth carried around in a shoulder bag right side of the cause and you will weep for your neighbor kiss the ground you stand on thankful your home remains in tact people in glass houses shouldn't throw …
Fade Away
Waited past midnight for stones tossed on the window pane, Til the Sand Man made his way and sent me on an alternative journey ~ Mr. Goodbar took my hand leading me to dreams of another kind… Singing lullabies with fingers crossed and a wink of the eye, You - reluctantly fade away ~ Early …
Pretty Girls
Off to my right somewhere deep within a void of empty space time lapse shifting gears reverse I can hear voices silly chatter from Pretty Girls silly chatter that is reminiscent of days gone by like a sledgehammer coming down on me slamming against my brain opening old wounds the ones hidden deep inside wrapped tightly …
I Think Of You Often
Salty air morning dew lay softly on my skin a beautiful wind blows off the eastern side of a blue moon and a wave from far away delights and dashes hope while stirring memories from an off-kilter moment when time stood still and what we shared remains illusive I think of you often Stolen kisses …
Comedy Is In The Tragic
A cast of characters parade and dance with delight Sabotage the plot skewed view of how the story could go Should go but didn't...or did it? Questions from the observer, birds eye view Critics words strewn about from an avant garde status Wrapped in the warm glow of stained glass Yet frigid to an intruders …
Love Is A Mirror
Sticks to skins the beat plays on... off in a lofty place the vibration of cymbals chime with emotion as the angels recall a song once sung and it doesn’t’ matter who the player is as long as they play with veracity now and then come together like film clips that drop to the floor …
Trilby Yates 