I listen compassionately to young poets; exposing their soul with naïveté unobstructed passion struggling to keep their words and truth pure, clear, coherent; and I think to myself, silent within my own insecurities, my own private courtroom - judge and jury, these are the facts, objection, overruled...I recall my own journey; my own learning curve. …
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Death Of A Female Poet
Slipping away Into a sweet space Reverie peace maker Holds my hand Feather bed comfort Safe haven soothsayer Fluffy white pillows Lavender and lace Lulling me into A deep sleep Dreams in sepia Hints of color - and a spray Of black and white Vintage montage In the powerful Atlantic air I am standing high …
Word Flow Vice
There is a sense of dread lingering deep dark longing wrapped tightly suffocating to the point of paralysis I do not pause or hesitate Fear is not a driving force Narcissistic identity bender, insanity root of inspiration, and subconscious driving force ...maybe I have my words, my pen and paper; sword of sorts And when …
The Edge
Cafe Dark Nights For the sleek and slender Of mind and heart The scent of cappuccino And espresso brewing Poured seductively Into delicate imported Fine China cups Intellectual chatter floats As light as a feather From table to candle lit table With a Beatnik snap Of the fingers - an antiquated signal Of artistic approval …
Move Through You
I would love to move through you To see what you see To switch it up without the knowledge or fallout Have the ability to fall madly in love with you ...with the simplicity to detach from that love with ease To hold on so tightly with a feeling of "I've just seen God..." To …
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 …
One Word
Just one word, one word - sharp and cutting. Gut reaction. Automatic visceral response. Anger, fear, shame, confusion, bewilderment. One word, domino effect, emotional draining flash back ...punch in the stomach, what the fuck not quite an epiphany slow realization, an unwinding. Slow with meaning. A learning; knowledge filled shaping, the future bend. Young girl …
I Want
I walk a fine line, a tight rope from polar vortex to polar vortex A non space in the middle troposphere that extends into the stratosphere Earthly fears never hold me back; I don't ever look back ...except when reminiscing over candle light I am a borderline narcissist as most of my friends; - but …
No Beginning No End
I take words like a source of energy spinning them into a beautiful telling novella emotional roller coaster ride power ball spin into the heavens They have no beginning, they have no end I gently lay them out on a vaporous black velvet texture-less veil the words pop like firecrackers sparks fly intentions soar and …
Trilby Yates 