Everyday is a live look 360 degree spin off flash Yesterday, last week, Three weeks and counting The fog is setting A full moon on the rise And in my brain Images begin to fade It's as if the imprint Didn't take hold Didn't etch its initials Three levels deep Scratched the surface, Drew blood, …
Tag: sadness
Bleeding Heart
Deep breath in; now, blow, blow, blow Reluctance sits uncomfortably in the middle of my chest my heart beat skips and races like a petulant child and each day moves me one day further from the source of my discomfort, lack of intuition, sense of betrayal and loss I ponder less and less what was …
Self Destruction
1.1.1.1. flashing retro orb lights from the past disco ball spin off and somewhere out there in the abyss of bullshit and reflections simmering off the cuff comments and intentions are flying high touch down no return choices made one on one excised from the heart like cancer from the soul scarred and somewhat tattered …
Twilight Blues
Twilight lasts until the sunrise chases it away A magical part of a new day dawning A continuous repetitive cycle pushing me forward The monotony of it doesn't bore me, nor a life long love Hell bent or chasing angels, I float reluctantly Wind chimes are still; even in the midst of a storm Dream-catchers …
Solitude
Sometimes, I sleep walk bumping into my own walls The box seems much smaller in the dark When lights are low and the music is barely an annoying hum That penetrates my one remaining salvation…the silence within And there are always those questions that never see the break of dawn Or the answers that would …
Arrow Of Love And Delight
Skyline sunrise, sunset; distant star off to the left shines bright Wisdom goes hand in hand with missteps and slit wrists; a metaphor to describe and convey the impact - dramatic effect and such Sleepless nights, slow mornings, afternoons turn into evenings without incident And when memories dance about it's as if some cruel entity …
Doing The Box Step
Ode to the single woman with a hammer and box cutter Lifting, pushing, slicing, unpacking - duct tape is the enemy A neck and neck tie with the quiet moments That slip between each half assed unfinished ENDLESS task - epitome of hyperbole It's the down side of up awash the shift Daily itinerary and …
Fray Over Time
Count down walk about Room to room questions float Eyes closed images appear Memories are like pin pricks to the heart Nothing is in stone, nothing is in stone Not words or love, even loss can be replaced; Over time, over time Echo chamber bounce from here to there Landing gently on the floor Ashes …
End Of Time
Sky high the room shifts from right to left Right to left or left to right the middle is empty I can't recall, I can't recall as the door closes Lock the blot, slip the chain; get the keys warm blanket jolt I float between the spaces the in-between words and silence Somethings feel flat …
Trilby Yates 