sandra wyllie

sandra wyllie
Boston, Massachusetts, usa
July 11
I love writing and nature and psychology. Young at heart and love to laugh!


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JANUARY 9, 2015 7:33AM

"The River's Running Dry"

Have the colors bled out of you?
Will you fade to black and die?

A monumental stone face.
Expressionless, each vacant eye.
The river's running dry.
There's no promise in goodbye.
Have you lost the last breath in you?
Are you down to just a sigh?
Have I met with sheer resistance?
Do you no longer tr… Read full post »
JANUARY 8, 2015 7:27AM

"The Rain, The Leaves & The Dirt"

If I can't be the trees
I'll blow around and be the leaves.

Caught in a breeze.
Maybe I'm just meant to fall
and tumble to the ground.
After all my colors bled
they lay in one huge mound,
there on the ground.
If I can't be the sky
I'll be the falling drops of rain
each time I cry.
As you run for… Read full post »
JANUARY 7, 2015 7:37AM

"Picking At The Scar"

You thought you were together.
But she found you in a mess.

Didn't she strip you naked
long before you got undressed?
Does she still pick at the scar
tearing apart just who you are?
When you introduced her to you
didn't she walk right in?
The more you ran for cover
the deeper within your skin?
Does she s… Read full post »
JANUARY 6, 2015 7:28AM

"Little Hermit Crab"

Oh, little hermit crab carrying your shell
so you can hide.

Your home is always on your back
'cause it's so safe on the inside.
You roll your body up
in fear
anytime that something's
coming near.
As I go to pick you up
you move further back in your shell… Read full post »
JANUARY 5, 2015 5:44AM

"Four Corners And Four Sides"

They try to fit you into something.
Four corners and four sides.
But all they come out with is nothing.
Because their barrier divides.
Within the confines
of four corners and four sides
the perpendicular and parallel lines
shuts in/shuts out the insides/outsides.
JANUARY 4, 2015 6:11AM


On a stained glass window
crimson, goldenrod, and blue.
A silhouette is walking
as the light's reflecting through.
And she's carrying a torch
with utmost care.
Because the dancing of its flames
burns in its great glare.
Draped in satin robes
Fleshy as a rose.
She stands apart from the glass
in a chil… Read full post »
JANUARY 3, 2015 6:37AM


You've been blowing in the wind
like a honeysuckle vine.

Your fingers are like petals
that curve but don't align.
They cup but can not hold.
Because they're bent
and slightly rolled.
The hummingbird flutters
close to where you are.
She's a small, wirey lil' cutter.
Her wings don't take her far.… Read full post »
My heart is like strings
that are strumming

a nightingale
sweetly humming
a sad, sad song
in it's twilight
blown away.
Carried off by the wind
of yesterday.
The song
is not refraining.
The parts that are
don't really play.
Misty is the bloom
on the rose gone grey.
Carried off by t… Read full post »
JANUARY 1, 2015 7:19AM


Though the heart is nearly breaking
peace, in time it shall find.

When the head is sincerely waking
It can't be long behind.
Though the sadness so shall loom.
A candle is the morning sun
that flecks its light at nights immobile gloom.
Carrying patches of the night
drawn together like… Read full post »
DECEMBER 31, 2014 5:50AM

"Winter's Majesty"

Leaves must fall every autumn.
They harden and crumble under my feet.

What once was crimson, orange and golden
are now decaying litter strewn in the street.
And this is so; it's the way things have happened.
Every few months follows a change in the season.
Though I find it&nb… Read full post »
DECEMBER 30, 2014 7:57AM

"Love Is At Home"

Such tragedy, two hearts
Lying broken

In splintered parts
Cut down heap, a pyre, a token
Love lies wasted and unspoken
If in the lovelet burning
A smidgen
Sublet of a yearning
Could be carried off by a pigeon
To greater hights and new religion
Then with each turning of an ember
The glowing, tossed u… Read full post »
DECEMBER 29, 2014 6:29AM

"Morning Dew"

 Little drops of dew
like turquoise fountain springs
trickles misty rose in color
on a palette so she clings.
And I'd paint her
crimson red,
as she's laying softly in her whispers
on my moonlit, star borne bed. 
As the morning sun
blowing golden kisses, honey sweet
a… Read full post »
DECEMBER 28, 2014 7:21AM


To love but once is to be immortal.
A spirit in love is a spirit flying free.

It travels a time portal.
Far and wide across the sea.
But not to love is death.
Death a thousand times!
A body without a heated breath.
A poem without its dancing rhymes.
Flesh, cold as stone unyiel… Read full post »
DECEMBER 27, 2014 5:24AM

"A Cork Without A Screw"

I'm stuck in tightly wedged
in a long neck mouth of glass.

It seems I have been pledged
and shall no further pass.
Just a cork without a screw
but I swear I'm pulling through.
I'm as filled up to the top
as an ancient pyramid.
One you'll never stop,
like a bullfighter in Madrid.
Just a cork wit… Read full post »
DECEMBER 26, 2014 6:57AM


Are your dream forevermore
only washed up on the shore?
Like some broken shards of shell,
embedded in grains of sand
that the hungry sea can't quell?
In the darkness and its depth
did you long for your last breath?
Crying crystal tears of  brine
bluer than a widows walk,
overflowing like… Read full post »
DECEMBER 25, 2014 6:39AM




Today's the day we bow our heads
and pray
for the miracle birth
long ago that came our way.
In only meager means
for a newborn to lay
was the king child
swaddled in cloth, in a blanket of hay.
What words could anyone
fathom or say?
That would beRead full post »

DECEMBER 24, 2014 6:15AM


The silver icing on the clouds
is hiding 'neath the turned up fluff.

But for sure it'll draw crowds
to taste its cakes and sweet cream puffs.
The rays of sun are winking
like a rascal at the girl.
And the big, pale moon is thinking
that it's a priceless, giant pearl!
I'll skip alon… Read full post »
DECEMBER 23, 2014 7:37AM


Without respect I do swear,
that love no longer exist, I fear.

For love, it seeks what is just and right.
If it has not truth than it has not might.
Then what forever would it be for?
The gateway to empty an door?
If it lost its sight than it walks in dark
and not in light.

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DECEMBER 22, 2014 5:53AM


I'm as jumpy as a bunny in the meadow
but as wobbly as a puppet on a string.

I'm as sexy as a six inch stiletto,
but coiled up like a box mattress spring.
All theses changes that are occurring
are like I'm in some sort of gay, romantic fling.
And my insides are constantly sti… Read full post »
DECEMBER 21, 2014 11:06AM

"The Great Divine"

 I shall never be a discarded rag
 wrung out of  droplets when you've an aching head.
I'm forever soaked,
opened and widely spread.
Take me, hold me.
 I shall provide for you this much.
When you are aching and feverish,
it is I, that shall be your … Read full post »
DECEMBER 20, 2014 9:24AM


For my new friend Angelica
There's a light that shines upon you.
Beauty fairy, butterfly
Fresher than the morning dew
Bluer than a Van Gogh sky
Oh the fates and arms of trust
Wandering a different realm
Spreading magic fairy dust
Standing stately at the helm
Bequeathing… Read full post »
DECEMBER 19, 2014 5:01AM

"Lace & Pearls"

You're more than silky woven lace
or beaded strings of pearl.
You've style and grace.
You're not some mousy little girl.
They see you frail and  fraught.
But your spirit's flying high.
Always got what you sought.
Never one to comply!
With all the burdens that you bear,
has anyone y
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DECEMBER 18, 2014 7:32AM


The sun it casts it shadows.
Even in light there is some doubt.

Marching to the gallows.
Eyes darting all about.
Heavy, the weight of his head.
Upon the block it rests.
Like so many others
that the body shed.
They're pulling on the string.
Their hand upon the chord.
A sweeping, final swi… Read full post »
DECEMBER 17, 2014 6:35AM

"Only A Memory"

The wind is sending whispers.
She's as pliant as a willow.

Her hair, tickling like cat whiskers,
soft and downy on your pillow.
You lay there restless dreaming.
Windows open, blankets shed.
A stream of light is gleaming
from the moon upon your bed.
Oh isn't this heaven!
Even if it's but a dre… Read full post »
DECEMBER 16, 2014 7:52AM

"Callow In The Shallows"

You kept your arms flailing in the water.
You wore yourself out with each wailing fling.
Thrashing about without direction
slapping yourself upon each never-ending swing.
I couldn't bear to see you struggle.
I couldn't look; I closed my eyes.
A man so callow in shallow waters
who i… Read full post »