Seeking a Reflection

By- Traci Taylor
September 2016

It is a bitter pill to swallow
looking around at faces
that look through you like glass
into another humans heart-shaped eyes

Sudden feeling of isolation
being in a crowded room
but seeming to be
alone at sea

Piercing is the alarm
that signals with red flags
to assure that this storm
is merely temporary

Seeking
the simplicity of love
the kind that makes others
write home about

Facing the bottom
of an empty barrel
where letters were once stacked high

Maybe
some of us
aren’t meant to see
anything
but ourselves
in the reflection of the mirror

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Clockwork

By- Traci Taylor
August 2016

A blank slate
saying goodbye in the rear-view

Lights reflect, illuminate
Sick of wanting tomorrow to never rise

Sounds of silence
the answer is found within subconscious thought

Familiar comfort, smell of home
happiness is only found in selfishness

The unpaved road of wonder
a person can’t be selfless until they are content

Breathless, beautiful smile
still unknown, but hoping to be discovered

Time is endless, relentless
patience that the present is on course.

Wings

By- Traci Taylor
August 2016

From the edge of the mountain
overlooking the landscape
skyscrapers of failure appear

Suddenly shrunk by fear
the dream is evaporated
by a mindset

To rise, is to climb
discovering the path back upward
the stepping stones to not give up

Breathing in what lies before
exhaling the cynicism
of chances not taken

Spreading wings to vulnerability
that self-love will take flight
and fear will not succumb the grail

Yellow Sun (Umbrella)

By- Traci Taylor
July 2016

A river that flows
through the veins
of the earth

Does not yet compare
to the elegance of hope
that lingers in your soul

Open spaces leave opportunities
to wander an elongated path
that not even a stream of water can follow

Such a world filled with mystery
should it really only have purposes of beauty
existing only for gratitude

Compassionate as the bluest sky
that falls into darkness
as the sun kisses adieu to the horizontal view

Not only are the sites what blesses
a heart longing to connect
but a life seeking the rawness of love

Holding On

By- Traci Taylor
July 2015

There is no satisfaction in smooth sailing,
lessons are only learned through trial and error.

Storm clouds roll over the lit city skyline,
feelings of uncertainty rush throughout the body.

There is only one way to survive today,
it is within the knowledge the sun will rise tomorrow.

With eyes closed the answers are voiced in darkness,
holding on with an unsteady grasp.

There is an answer of future hope,
hidden at below the diamonds of the ocean.
Once discovered- eternal gratitude of self love blooms.

To Overcome

By- Traci Taylor
June 2015

The sense of relief that was felt,
No longer weighted down by an enemy.
To be free is to be sanguine.

This path was narrow and unclear,
somehow the reigns transformed from paper to steel.
To overcome the fear has me feeling whole.

The guiding light began to dim out,
it was the twist of fate that brightened the bulb.
To again recognize the lost sparkle in my renewed reflection

The journey is winding yet freshly paved
finally refusing to surrender to existence
To realize struggling to prevail is worth the fight.

Morning Dew

By- Traci Taylor
May 2015

Gratitude comes from within the sunrise,
not the sunset.
The dew of morning lingers momentarily,
time is never endless.

Moments take years to appreciate,
it’s never what is expected.
Hope is what remains for the innocent,
the cynics surrender early.

When the sky is like an oil painting,
the dreamers rejoice.
Vulnerability is rewarding,
but only appreciated when the sun disappears into the ocean.