Tuesday, April 23, 2013

A Boy Named Sawyer




We were love 
from long ago 
hearts melt 
and mend 
we grew together 
apart 
love divine
creating
a branch 
on the tree of life 
she is yours 
and mine 
her own 
strong and beautiful 
the essence 
powerful female 
capturing me 
from first breath, 
first touch 
of lips to breast, 
her smile 
reflecting 
generations past
my mother's eyes
your father's frown
from you and me 
to her and he 
another branch sprouts
the first signs
of spring 
magnificent flutter
of an angel's wings
we welcome
a boy named Sawyer 

© 2013 Trilby



Friday, April 19, 2013

I Am Lost

Deep in the night 
dreams chase 
whimsical songs
such sweet serenade 
dearest reverie 
your image 
never fades 
and I have found 
myself 
in bed 
with a stranger 
hands 
that do not fit 
words 
that cast shadows 
abstract rhetoric
does not ring true
Saint Christopher 
falling to the floor
I am lost...

Closing my eyes 
tranquility 
in the darkness
I feel you 
holding me close 
floating away 
in your memory 
safe and sound
once again... 

© 2013 Trilby

Friday, April 12, 2013

Baby's Breath


Baby's breath 
tiny petals 
white love 
drips 
down weary 
cheeks 
yellow and
red lights 
glimmer 
in the dark
sterile halls
Hippocratic Oath
prevails
shifting tides 
turn thoughts 
lack of conviction
comes into question 
whispered words 
of God and Mary 
secret prayers said 
in silence
bended knee
head bowed
to the almighty
beads slip through 
fingers to faith 
in good time
answers come 
to those that wait ...

© 2013 Trilby

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Grand Gesture

Grand gesture 
from high above 
fine line 
crossed
 by the 
remaining faithful 
and I continue 
to fall short 
of expectation 
when there 
is no place 
to land...

...float away on a cloud of perception 
rejoice in the abstract reflection 
I''ll lose not a night of sleep 
and pause at the mere rejection 
of your love ~ 

© 2013 Trilby

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Empty

Holding words so close 
they burn finger tips 
pen to paper hollow lips
the power of silence 
written expression 
lacking the gift of gab 
simple shades of regression
leave me empty...

© 2013 Trilby