Walking out knee deep Fluid reflections glimmer Walking out shifting sandbar Low tide is a slow rise The moon sits stoically On a fine line drawn Across the horizon And I can only imagine What is beyond the curve Of this narcissistic planet - Earth Or the destination of shooting stars First hand knowledge burn …
Tag: youth
Beach Boys
Hot steamy summer day...not a cloud in the sky; brilliant blue dome of color - a slight breeze floats by on the up beat of a song dancing through the air; off in the distance sailboats lean, lean, lean stretching canvas and rails dip in the salty sea - flashback summer sweat dripping kisses...glorious sight …
Mulling It Over
The sound of footsteps shuffle by slow drag on the left side some memories linger like a full kiss soft lips boy sitting under a full moon church yard by the lake Parisian night smell of canvas and oils - chalk images outline nude figures hands of romance radiant eyes your touch was all I …
Loop Affect
Walking toward the morning sunrise ...Red sky at night a sailors delight Red sky in morning sailors take warning... Secluded shore covered in a blanket of Sand and stone… Seashells and colored sea glass Tossed playfully to and fro While footsteps are quietly washed away No remnants left behind An emotional tide of highs and …
Old Neighborhood
The High Line NYC Looking back, Taking the first step forward, Inhaling the old neighborhood Deep breath...sigh... Visual memories are like photographs Some make me laugh, Some move me to tears While others tug at the heart strings Slight smile turn the corners of my mouth… Thought about you and The way you would lie, …
One Word
Just one word, one word - sharp and cutting. Gut reaction. Automatic visceral response. Anger, fear, shame, confusion, bewilderment. One word, domino effect, emotional draining flash back ...punch in the stomach, what the fuck not quite an epiphany slow realization, an unwinding. Slow with meaning. A learning; knowledge filled shaping, the future bend. Young girl …
Push The Beat
Oh man, man its a drop the straw from your mouth head shaking spasm flash back to a past better left alone - moment But anyway, remember, do you remember when I fell in love and you didn't know what to do so you fell on your sword - it only took that first drop …
Trilby Yates 