I wish you were my friend my confidant lover the one that would hold me close when the wind doesn't blow the one that would keep the sails full even though all odds are against us and when the shadows from a dark past come to surface you alone would illuminate my senses clearing the …
Tag: time
Focused Suffragette
Old photographs Father front center Children in awe eyes wide Mothers hands tightly folded sepia images wrapped neatly pieces of linen loosely regarded memories change with the passing of time tied with a tender touch obsessive perfection silk ribbon once brilliant sapphire shade of blue faded edges similar to the way stories of the past …
Glowing In The Wind
Looking away from the coast line drawn in the sand off in the distance flat beat of another song leaves me breathless hope is an addiction that bleeds ambivalence remains with choices made walk away or glide fly high or dig in depth of despair is a drag old wounds don't heal they just gradually …
Shifting Sand
Looking out beyond the reef beyond the minds bend toward the horizon imaginations play sweet harmonious lullabies of days gone by and the best are yet to come somewhere out there tides will rise shifting sand carry footprints out to sea memories a gentle reminder that we are merely mortal after all end of the …
Wise Ass Kid
Those days When thoughts Swirled around In my mind Creating an energy Cause and effect Suddenly out of thin air A call or note Song from the past A nudge from Turbulent times A cosmic force connects A reminder tap tap You can never go back Although I lean on the belief Nothing is set …
Second Wind Next Life
Ten second spin off you still can't recall my name and if I blink you would fade away only the scent of yesterday remains you don't hold a candle to him my Angel in the night Blue Moon Belgian style wheat ale is a cheap and much welcomed buzz words from a stranger send a …
Beach Walk Mid July
Cold winter days circle around in a flurry snowflakes fall gently solitude in daydreams and sweet whispered words make me blush at the thought of what could be if only to let go... I wonder if we are a good fit or if when time tells its tall tale an unedited version of truth - …
Awakening The Senses
Historical preservation …moments in time held with highest regard Tourists flock like pigeons on the plaza Camera’s long zoom lens Nikon, Canon hanging around their neck Focusing on the image The experience is captured knowing its own mortality But is the experience felt? Is it a deal breaking mesmerizing life altering electrifying source of energy …
Small Boy Tender
Small boy tender child Wide brown eyes With an angelic smile… That could melt butter - in his mouth While dripping sweet Saccharine like words Of lies and deceit One push Slight of hand Reaches out To be held - poor little sister Cracked skull Echoed cries and life ...swing in the balance Baby dolls …
Trilby Yates 