There is no time like the present Keep one foot in the here and now While the other dangles freely – wind beneath One hand waves farewell to new comers The other tips the head waiter with a smirk Wooden nickels hold a value in this Land of Oz Like souvenirs at a carnival - …
Tag: past
Deviant Past
The days, shorter now - nights longer... Appearing darker than the norm Without the slightest hint of an artists color Creative minds freeze dry skyline falls flat With just a glaze of sepia But, only around the rough edges And I have a hole in my one size fits all Italian handmade 100% cotton shirt …
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 …
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 …
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 …
Happier Days Are On The Rise
Surprised at the emotions spurred by photographs of you a past romance and tenderness not forgotten. But a touch of fear begins to surface - a simple notion from chest to throat, a slight pulse rise. What if you feel my lingering thoughts, as they pass from here to there? Would you even care? No …
Trilby Yates 