Little Soldier

Restrictions and conviction 
all on the right side of God 
and what happens 
if we don't fit the mold 
if we don't fit 
what we have been told 
march on little soldier 
march on 
take the time to think 
long and hard 
slight of hand 
hidden card 
king of diamonds 
queen of hearts 
heart hearts 
bleeding hearts 
worn reluctantly 
like her crown 
slipping down 
that slope of rational 
and madness 
main vein slice 
weak in the knees 
another attempt 
another failure 
skip to the last page 
and read ahead
and when you get 
to the best part
remember to start
from the beginning again
repetitive action
a minority fraction
societal reaction
march on little soldier
march on... 

© 2015 TrilbyYates

King And Queen Of The Prom

I can walk 
down the street 
with my wings glistening
in the moonlight
and my skirt hiked 
up to Heaven 
I can carry 
a tune 
and write 
the lyrics 
with my eyes 
glazed over 
from the lack 
of empathy 
One hit wonder
fly by night 
captivator 
feet never 
firmly planted 
on the ground
Surround sound 
and all that 
matters...
We were flying high 
We were invincible 
The king and queen 
of the prom 
neither went to
We were untouchable
Golden sparks flying 
into an endless night

We were flying high 
We were invincible 
The king and queen 
of the prom 
neither went to
We were untouchable
Golden sparks flying 
into an endless night 

© 2014 TrilbyYates

Rising Tides - 2013

Such a wise guy
flip response 
makes me laugh out loud
while emotions roll over
like the Queen mother's wave 
during centennial this or that
can't quite recall 
the gist 
or intention of celebration 
but there is a shift in the universe 
and it's dragging me along 
...oh what a delightful ride
no time for one liners 
the depth of my soul 
touches the Atlantic to the bone
and you have a gleam in your eyes 
that makes me question
all that once seemed so mundane 
and now the light that shines 
throws a brilliant ray of glistening hope 
casting away shadows and demons 
from a long over due past
my protective garb 
no longer serves its purpose 
and black linen does me no justice
while standing knee deep in the rising tide
of good will and precious love...

© 2013 Trilby