Morning coffee steam rises
I sleep alone…
- another friday night
Dream scape
background track sea breeze
My mind is like a wave
Ocean tide draws back
Captured vast seamless horizon
helps calm unsettled nerves
and swaying motion at bay
Wrapped in a fog blanket
There's warmth in the next line
…words don't always fall
so neatly into place
There is never a plan for rhythm
There is never a plan for rhyme
Let the path lead where it may
and the wind will surely fill my sails
- and I will take on any storm…
© 2015 TrilbyYates
I sleep alone…
- another friday night
Dream scape
background track sea breeze
My mind is like a wave
Ocean tide draws back
Captured vast seamless horizon
helps calm unsettled nerves
and swaying motion at bay
Wrapped in a fog blanket
There's warmth in the next line
…words don't always fall
so neatly into place
There is never a plan for rhythm
There is never a plan for rhyme
Let the path lead where it may
and the wind will surely fill my sails
- and I will take on any storm…
© 2015 TrilbyYates
1 comment:
Love this. So appropriate as we recollect ten years after Katrina. We all have our storms to bare. What I hope for you is a bit of smooth sailing. It's fun to be the master of our universe. I'm getting used to my port in the storm. It's quiet here. The world is a sea of shit.
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