Twitter – jump off – 8.21.12 to date and counting…. 1 - His song is carried in the wind like a breath from a past filled with love 2 - I'm lost in a world of memories, music and thought - my words, my writing keep me sane...for the most part 3 - Q. Do …
Tag: sorrow
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 …
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 …
Depression
Shades drawn closed darkness blankets every corner of the room shadows become one flattened and obscure off in the distance are muted sounds a whistling tea pot hopefully someone will attend to its needs wrapped gingerly within solitary seclusion and doubt ...insecurity has become a knife held to my throat by my own hand widow's …
Little Soldier
Restrictions and conviction all on the right side of God and what happens if we don't fit the mold if we don't fit what we have been told march on little soldier march on take the time to think long and hard slight of hand hidden card king of diamonds queen of hearts heart hearts …
Time Line
Some people say to me With good intentions Possible discomfort - or lack of experience It's time to move forward Start living your life Reminding me repeatedly I am no longer married to you I am no longer your wife Hold your head up sweet darling You don't need to cry - anymore ...that is …
Sweet Serenade
Purple Crocus ~ Spring 2011 ~ Fairfield CT Winter winds blow past Sweet serenade Leaving sentimental traces Of lavender, lace Ribbons tie together… All that was precious Held gingerly In the sanction Of our potential ~ Spring sashays in Sweet Serenade With the freshness Of beginnings, While endings Traipse off Leaving a lasting scent… Familiar …
Trilby Yates 