Drop down distance 50 mile radius I remain geographically undesirable Age range is a throwback Reminiscent of my youth Always dated older men I’m sure Freud would have a field day Challenging whose fault I am But now I’ve tightened the circle Fear based sense of loss I couldn’t bear again Nothing is a sure …
Tag: trust
Rewind
Cloth folds perfection in the creases piled high anxiety I breathe in - deep exhaling the pain out that chokes so much of what remains running through my veins even when I’m semi-comatose to the daily grind and flowers are tossed in the trash day two wilt don’t worry there will always be more tomorrow …
It’s Not How Many Notes You Play
It’s not how many notes How many notes you play It’s the spaces in between Like lines between words Of woe or endearment It's the silence That lingers in the air Silence that lingers After making love Spaces in between - lines, notes, words Silence floats Peacefully above Floats peacefully While lovers embrace Quiet gentle …
Grand Masquerade
Long beach walks, silent talks thoughts and such Wondering if there is a chance, slight possibility cosmic hotline that you are aware, that you can see or hear...me Wondering if this is all just some illusive grand masquerade that is being spun from the tip of wisdom filled tongues, with a blank slate to continually …
Over And Over Again
Sometimes it's a word or a subtle glance that sends the energies flying in search for another chance of what could be or left behind when the wind shifts and the spirits chime... Over and over again we play over and over again we pray to feel the right heart and hold the right hand …
Mojo Kicking In
Slipping off pseudo Dr. Freud's leather couch $250 an hour to soothe my fevered brow - ease a weary torn soul from thoughts and memories demons haunting past that push the limits crowding the 3rd eye - blind to a convoluted way of life... nothing travels in a straight line moving again and again as the moon swings around the the earth such a grandiose plan …
Fair Winds And Following Seas
Sea breeze - a few glasses of wine Conversations that go astray Loose lips sail ships From the traditional “…what if’s…” “…would you…” Promises we do not need Insecurities come to light While others are put to rest Love is not a link In a chain that binds But instead the feathers In an angel’s …
The Wind Will Always Blow
Seems like only yesterday the sky was a turquoise shade of blue babies breath and fall surrounded us. We raised our children together coffee clutch at the local diner; Mom's on a break... the gift of gab and so much more the wind was blowing strong As love was falling from our grasp husbands and …
Trilby Yates 