Showing posts with label sails. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sails. Show all posts

Saturday, August 29, 2015

Any Storm

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

Friday, June 13, 2014

Deep Blue Sea

Sailing beyond 
my senses 
Open space 
with no boundaries
Wind blows 
filling sails,
leaning so far
the rails 
mesh with the ocean;
there is no line
or divide...seamless
My mind 
remains clear
while demons 
from the past
disappear 
drift off 
to a distant edge 
of the horizon
vast and so far far away... 
With all my experiences,
and all that has yet to unfold,
knowledge continues 
to free my soul 
And even though 
I may have little control 
over the strength 
and limitless energy 
of the deep blue sea;
I have come to know 
how to calm 
the highs and lows - 
the tides of my heart.
A sailors hitch
that twists like a knot
in the pit 
of my stomach,
the ache in my spine
causing me to rethink...
what am I still doing here?
When all is said 
and all is done,
love remains my destination.
And I will continue 
to search,
sailing 
around the world 
port to port,
harbor to harbor;
comforted by the arms
of an endless deep blue sea... 


© 2014 TrilbyYates    

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Our Worlds Collided

This time of the year 
comes around 
sails full 
and heart strings pull 
....which way do I lean 

A hard wind blows 
and I still don't know 
how to live this life 
...in the darkness

Candle light seeps 
through veins of hope
and the night dances 
on and on 
off in the distance
a familiar song
sings sentimental 
harmony
I recall the tiniest of detail
emotional tides turn
memories burn
even though 
...the flames have faded 
yet I continue to dream
of a Newport scene
when our worlds collided... 

© 2013 Trilby