I am a song long and hollow I sway when I close my eyes standing on a cliff - foot slip into an abyss of whimsical rhetoric I am the last tick on a 10 step check list recovery and redemption my heart held in sanctuary with a plausible view into the future I wait …
Tag: reflection
Mourning Dove
Quiet nights slow slumber restless heart beats without intent You place your head on my chest as I brush the hair from your eyes I can feel your wondering thoughts with questions deep Penetrating my soul with anticipation and sorrow for all that you are yet to experience And what this life has handed us …
A Generation Of Fuck-ups
We may be of A different blood line We are sister friends Of a similar kind And as far as Fuck ups go On a scale Of one to ten We are an odd Yet profound eleven ...and while you Laugh at me We both know I bring a smile To your mouth And nothing …
You Do Not Know Me
I am a prisoner of time and space held within the boundaries of a sanctioned God anointed birth the law of the land the law of religion and unquestioned faith the law of responsibility to all those that have come before and after the psychological weapons chains of societal norms guilt, shame, selfishness keeping me …
Train Ride
Long train ride NYC to CT eyes close images sharpen and the senses seem unusually high and maybe it was the way you kissed me or the way your hand was gently placed in the lowest part of my back pulling me close swaying to the music dancing has never felt so seductive brushing my …
Old Man
Old man's whiskey soaked voice crackles sparks explode translucent color drenched skies Blues man juke joint a few steps from the past reflect back dancing hands held high fingers snapping deja vu sweet drifting Westminster shuffle bump and grind heart's beat keeping time same swagger tilt of his head continues to mesmerize... © 2016 Trilby …
Carte Blanche
Listen to the crimson rattle! Death calls... Feel the labyrinth shake! Earth moves... Is it love pounding at the hearts door? Or could it be the bubbling of skin so thick that no one dare come close enough nor get under it? Embrace the roll that comes when notes and vibrations soar to hidden places …
My Heart Reveals
Summer slumber dreams billow in a warm breeze while fall steps out in colored glory and my heart reflects all that have come and all that have gone regret seems a shallow grave without substance or worry so as time passes... and it does questions of what it all meant rise above the sense of …
Life Line Snap
I am a one liner cliche oblivious daydreamer fantasy shaker one foot in front of the other stumbling block self proclaimed prophet to the faithless magnificent enemy of a higher order I am identifiable puff of vaporized humanity sexuality twist gender bender fraudulent soul seeker status disclaimer lacking moral compass deformity stolen innocence imposter race …
Trilby Yates 