Illusion

In a fog, a disillusion
Long ago I thought
You were a solution
Now I just fight to relieve the pain of an illusion…
At first it was just a thrill
Devil May Care…
If you will.
But memories flood in
As they always will.
And that’s where you always get me
(Decades)
Those steely blue eyes…
Strong, sinewy arms that warm me at night.
No one else will really do.

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A Violet Fancy now available on Kindle Unlimited

I am very pleased to announce that my short story collection, A Violet Fancy, is now available on Kindle Unlimited.

Over a decade, Violet Yates has written and compiled numerous short stories and a novella. Her fiction stories deal with life issues such as relationships, medieval women, modern women, hardship, love, marriage, abuse, infidelity, betrayal, sex, childhood memories and lessons to teens based on experiences. These stories contain life and vibrancy, and it is Violet’s hope that you will not only enjoy them, but gain something from them.

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… I could stand some more friendly faces. Tired of this drought. Sick of being put through the paces. Of asking for love and it all coming to nought… of no give and only take, feeling no love and only hate. Jealousy is no indication of affection, only disrespect. So I say this with no ill intention, you hold in me no sort of regard.

How Many Times?

How many times
Will my soul need healing?
How many times
Do I get to kneeling?
Hear you’ve long ago lost all feeling?
And there’s no chance left
For me
Because of someone
Who left you
Long ago destitute…
Sad and blue…

Well that’s just not fair.
Your disregard shows.
So I sink into despair
We use a fool’s tools
Who follows fool’s rules
And level the playing field
As we yield to the other’s idiocy

But I still recall,
The days we met
How can I forget?
Braces, acne… fresh, sunny smiles
You and all your cunning wiles…
Then I did love you.
Although I did not know it yet…
Then I did fall.

Homeless In Hawaii

Homeless in Hawaii

Do any of you care?
Those who are on the streets in Hawaii
There are many families…
You tuck your babies in at night…
Knowing they’ll be alright…
Checking the closet and under the bed for monsters there
Stilling their fright.
What of the babies with no beds for the night?
What of real-life monsters?

You don’t understand, how can you?
You’ve never had to walk in their shoe…
But maybe there is something…
You can collectively do.
Speak up!

You blame the drunk and addict with ease…
Have you forgotten, addiction is a mental dis-ease?
I know it makes you uncomfortable to see…
What some of you’ve got hidden on your family tree…

Disregard the sins of society…
Homelessness is a social malady.
Preventable by the few, ignored by the many.

Billions of dollars go up in smoke,
That wasteful rail project?
Is it worth going broke?
We can’t even feed, clothe and house our Ohanas.
What a joke.

One day we shall all be called to account.
Is this the reward on the wall you will mount?

Someone Who is Real

Sometime ago
You told me you would come to find me
You didn’t
But I never forgot thee
You always lived in my memory.

We both met other people
Fell in love
Got married
But those loves,
They fell apart
You were always deep
In my simple heart.

I had an opportunity
To come home for once
I saw you
& fell once more
Yet I was afraid
Because of all that was being said.

You said once, “don’t marry that man.”
I said,  “he gives me something you never can.”
I never once forgot you, however.
And for the future could not, no matter how I endeavored.

Despite the past
And pondering whether we would even last
I sought you.
And darned if it wasn’t a two-way street
We touched each other’s souls
Whenever we would meet
Never any deceit.

Now I see
How much I truly meant
And how far back affection really goes
I didn’t realize…
That our hearts had crashed long ago…
There’s significance in you.
You are the one I need

Oh M, you are to me,
What he should have been
But things happen the way they do.
And sometimes you have a soulmate or two…
Before you find someone who is Real.
I love you.