Showing posts with label candle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label candle. Show all posts

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Saint Cecilia's Song

Looking beyond 
the window
framing dreamy 
images 
like a professional 
paparazzo
Candle light
burns so bright
Bleeding Heart flowers
circle your name
center of meditation-al drift
And you - you are a song
perfect harmony,
perfect gift
Shimmering 
from side to side
Tap dancing wonder,
heartbeat drummer, 
cat on a hot tin roof
Cheshire smile
horizons wide 
sunset or sunrise
you look like heaven 
in this light 
Saint Cecilia sing for me - 
while holy water spills 
from a vase 
on the counter - 
your voice glistens...

Roses are red and violets are blue
you say words in a whisper
...baby I've never loved better than you
Roses are red and violets are blue
you say words in a whisper
...baby I've never loved better than you

© 2014 TrilbyYates  

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Glowing In The Wind

Looking away 
from the coast 
line drawn 
in the sand 
off in the distance 
flat beat 
of another song 
leaves me 
breathless 
hope 
is an addiction 
that bleeds 
ambivalence remains 
with choices made 
walk away 
or glide 
fly high 
or dig in 
depth of despair 
is a drag
old wounds 
don't heal 
they just gradually 
fade away 
when the time 
is right 
unstructured texture 
colors glisten
and life
is no longer
a candle
glowing in the wind... 

© 2013 Trilby

Friday, June 7, 2013

Fear

Child of the night 
sweet innocent 
of delight
with your heart 
worn out 
and faded 
chambray shirt 
torn at the sleeve 
you can't 
bring yourself 
to question the blur 
that follows you around 
shadowing 
every secret kept 
when the time comes 
you glide with ease
across the floor 
feet not touching 
the ground 
slight trace 
of ambivalence 
as the hook of life 
hands from the past 
misguide you 
gently through
a free fall 
silver parachute  
never fails
stray buttons 
held tight
for safe keeping
and you smile 
nothing lost
nothing gained
while the fat lady sings 
all those tunes 
out of sync
time lapse
flip book
skipping a note 
here and there 
what matters
if you can't follow 
the beat
your path 
or mine 
take it to the left 
when all else implodes
sky rockets shatter
star light beams
to points unknown
the devil flies 
in the face 
of who's who 
and truth behold
a suitable playmate 
soothsayers 
can't hold a candle 
in the wind 
without a cautionary tale 
and I fear for the worst...

Fear ~


1 - the emotion experienced in the presence or threat of danger fear
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© 2013 Trilby

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Second Wind Next Life

Ten second spin off
you still can't
recall my name
and if I blink
you
would fade away
only the scent
of yesterday remains
you don't
hold a candle
to him
my Angel in the night
Blue Moon Belgian style
wheat ale
is a cheap and much welcomed
buzz
words from a stranger
send a chill
like a sharp shooter
your aim
was off
missing your target
without intention
or thought
too much pressure
on where we are
where we have been
self help groups
are the fall guy
for winners in disguise
walking away
with much more than pride
ego can mask
only so much
when life throws
a curve ball
sliding home
is not an option
when that safe haven
slipped away
years ago
I still wonder
what road
I would have traveled
if I hadn't been on the run
grabbing this and that
along the way
carpetbagger by trade
inherent scene of survival
never giving up the ghost
hanging on for dear life
and praying
for a quick release

Darling I'll see you at the cross roads....second wind, next life...

© 2013 Trilby