Hiding In The Shadows

Hiding in the shadows
of my room 
with the door closed 
 - listening to the sounds 
listening to the sounds
with my hands up against the wall 

And off in the distance 
I hear you running 
down the hall 
shouting words
words of warning and well wishes
completely delusional 

Standing in my room 
with the door closed
- listening to the sounds
there isn't much left to do
how can I stand by
how can I help you

When all has been taken 
and too often forgotten
straight forward implications
double handed speculations

And you are running 
down the hall
shouting words
words of warning and well wishes
completely delusional

Two fisted revelations
Tower of Babble communications
There is nothing I can do
how can I stand by
how can I help you...

Hiding in the shadows
of my room 
with the door closed 
 - listening to the sounds 
listening to the sounds
with my hands up against the wall

© 2014 TrilbyYates     

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 create
what ever
is in the moment;
an abyss of possibilities
and none  -
Void of all
nothing tangible
...an illusive grand masquerade
that is being spun
from the tip of wisdom filled tongues -

...dancing as if there is no tomorrow



© 2014 TrilbyYates    

Splinters Of Temptation

There are few places I can go
a few places
that don't throw me off track
circle back
and start again -
Waking up to a new day
surviving another day
a fresh start -
Short term memory lapse
starting all over again
all over again
Rat in a golden cage
spinning spokes
jagged edges shoot
splinters of temptation...
another direction
 - over and over again
And you can't lecture
on loves commitment
when your heart
brings you to me
...only in daydreams
always behind the scenes
- the gold band you wear
is like a noose 
around your neck
always takes you back 
to were you belong
where everything is right
and everything is wrong
starting all over again
all over again -
Maybe you won't ever know
maybe you don't need to know
because you can't un-ring 
the proverbial bell
faith or fear 
keep you in check
faith and fear keep you in check
you wear a band of gold
like a noose around your neck
a noose around your neck...


© 2014 TrilbyYates    
 

Deep Blue Sea

Sailing beyond 
my senses 
Open space 
with no boundaries
Wind blows 
filling sails,
leaning so far
the rails 
mesh with the ocean;
there is no line
or divide...seamless
My mind 
remains clear
while demons 
from the past
disappear 
drift off 
to a distant edge 
of the horizon
vast and so far far away... 
With all my experiences,
and all that has yet to unfold,
knowledge continues 
to free my soul 
And even though 
I may have little control 
over the strength 
and limitless energy 
of the deep blue sea;
I have come to know 
how to calm 
the highs and lows - 
the tides of my heart.
A sailors hitch
that twists like a knot
in the pit 
of my stomach,
the ache in my spine
causing me to rethink...
what am I still doing here?
When all is said 
and all is done,
love remains my destination.
And I will continue 
to search,
sailing 
around the world 
port to port,
harbor to harbor;
comforted by the arms
of an endless deep blue sea... 


© 2014 TrilbyYates    

I Live With No Regrets

Wishful thinking
a few Hail Mary's 
and an Act Of Contrition 
thrown in for good luck 
 - keeps me honest
when I spend to much
time alone...
Once you asked
if I was raised 
as a Catholic girl 
Big Apple shines bright
in beautiful Italian brown eyes
you said
All I could see
were emerald shades 
of green in yours
reflecting in retrospect 
is like looking
beyond the mirror
Undeniable passion
while sparks flew
and we strolled along 
The River Seine 
Your hands soft and electric 
reached inside my chest
grabbed a hold of my heart 
as if there would be no tomorrow -
     (took my breath away)
future pending - 
 - and there wasn't ...

But, the question remains,
asked to often 
out of focus 
a balancing act
high wire stress factor
cliff hanger -
Would we have taken that walk
if we had known? 

The light flickered -
then went out -  

I think, yes...I live with no regrets


© 2014 TrilbyYates   

Mr. Who Knows Who

All that crazy anticipation 
build up and worry 
as if yesterday 
was a blank page 
And all the steps taken 
have somehow 
been washed away 
like footsteps in the sand - how cliche! 
I remember laughing 
about all those old sayings 
one night during a brief love affair
he filled my glass of wine up 
for the 3rd time 
smiling with such intent
saying, "Man, who are they trying to kid!
...rather have loved and lost 
than to have never loved at all - 
or, something like, if you set it free 
and it doesn't come back 
it was never yours to begin with..." 
Man what a kick
Man what a time 
for jokes and one liners
from men like Henny Youngman,
"I've been in love with the same woman 
for forty-one years 
if my wife finds out she'll kill me..."
The corners of my mouth 
turn up and I laugh -
so politically incorrect...yea no kidding man!
Even between all the laughter 
and long talks - we faded 
off in different directions 
but that wasn't a news flash
we both knew from day one 
nothing was going to come 
of what ever this was or wasn't 
just passing time 
drinking wine 
making love and laughing - 
sometimes we would
slow dance in the living room,
...candles flickering 
sexy shadows on the walls...
to some off the grid 
blues tune...
At the time everything was perfection 
in its own light - 
but, it was those long drives home 
late at night 
that set me free 
And now...I find myself 
walking to a bar in Brooklyn 
to meet Mr. Who Knows Who 
and for just a moment 
there is this rush 
the feeling of soft warm hands
occasionally touching mine -
We laugh and talk
as he fills up my glass 
of wine 
for the 3rd time...


© 2014 TrilbyYates