End Of Summer Collection Part 1

You Can Call Me Scarlet

Let’s take a walk
down the avenue
buy roasted chestnuts in September
you can hold my hand
while wearing your best disguise
smile and whisper seductively
"…baby you are so easy on the eyes…"
 
You can call me Scarlet ~

© 2014 TrilbyYates 


Women Of The Sea

The wind rages from the west
Across the main land filling sails
Sending the day from 

Point to point
Tack
Mainsail luff
"Come about…”
A thought that never makes its way
From brain wave to verbal vibration -
All hands on deck a solo act
When solitude is the destination
Of least resistance
Peace rises between layers
Of wind and cloud
9 knots with 8 foot swells
Adrenalin hits a high note
As if Satchmo were crew
Blowing old favorites
From a time when life was a mystery
Or what we thought it could be –
Temptation drifts off
Into the slow burn of a sunset
Memories find a harmonious harbor
To rest during an inevitable storm
Slow sway
Sentimental echo
Making lovers dance
Babies dream  
While women of the sea
Gaze beyond the horizon…

© 2014 TrilbyYates