Newport Sunset

Days  begin to fade away
Newport sunset lingers
dock begins to sway
sentimental thoughts 
make my heart ache 
but not 
with the intensity
as before
images seem so fresh 
I can reach out
and touch...
there is this very fine line 
between love
and guilt
wrapped so neatly
in metaphors 
our lives meshed together 
and tore apart 
humanity doesn't hold a candle 
to commitment and vows 
we cling to the warmth 
of tradition and familiarity ~

© 2013 Trilby

January 1, 2012

Slap Shtick With A Twist

Hey life what’s the deal,
what’s the grand plan
scheme of things to come and go
screaming from the top of my lungs
already full from the up swing of 2011
flying high on the 52nd floor
sky scraper clawing its way
from Hades to Paradise
and it’s never the same kid rush
sliding down the family banister
the thrill is half way between here and there
and nowhere
but it doesn’t matter too much as the saying flows
when everything rocks and nothing rolls
it’s not the destination it’s the journey
I’d have to beg to differ
when the options are between
a soft spot and a hard place
a toss of the dice or a flip of a coin
heads you win tails I lose
Heaven Hell or Infinity
with a slap of the shtick and a twist of fate
I’m hiding from the infernal flames
with one more puff of the witches bliss
and I’ll be on my merry way
welcoming in a new year...2012

© 2012 Trilby Yates

April Showers Bring May Flowers 2011

Purple Crocus ~ Spring 2011 ~ Fairfield CT

Sweet Serenade

Winter winds blow past
Sweet serenade
Leaving sentimental traces
Of lavender, lace
Ribbons tie together…
All that was precious
Held gingerly
In the sanction
Of our potential ~

Spring sashays in
Sweet Serenade
With the freshness
Of beginnings,
While endings
Traipse off
Leaving a lasting scent…
Familiar aroma
Of what once was ~

There is a newness and promise for tomorrow as yesterday bids a reluctant farewell…your song lingers on…

© 2011 Trilby Yates

Rainy days and time change

Sailboat w/ lights Rowayton CT

Second Chance Second Wind

New moon, dark sky
and starlight
Search in silent reverie
for a moment
Grand plan in the scheme of things
A tidal wave of emotion
Filmstrip days move by
frame to frame
Floating images a seductive dance
Creative process takes its toll
There is no apparent wisdom
Precious territory wrapped neatly
In words that clutter
the mind
Yet life has been generous
Unpredictable
and trying at times

Second chance, second wind…

© 2011 Trilby