Author Archives: Kay Salady

Within the Shade of Slumber

Evening fog crept slowly 

O’er the dim lit avenue 

As I looked out the window 

Of my solitary room

Waiting for the night to fall

So dreams might come again

Hoping sleep could wash away 

My loneliness and pain

I touched your face again my love

Inhaled your fragrant essence

I took your breath inside of me

And oh the effervescence 

That filled my mind with wonder

And sent me in a whirl

I flew with you beyond the moon

As twinkling stars unfurled

A carpet for our footsteps

You took my hand we danced

In the iridescent fog

And oh the sweet romance

Within the shade of midnight

Oh the taste of bliss

That reverie had given me

For wanting of your kiss

©Kay Salady

Catch-a-Ray Tea

He wanders through the forest

Beneath the evergreens

Cursing at the rain clouds

Searching through the trees

To gather strands of sunlight

He’ll put inside a cup

To brew a special tea

That warms the body up
©Kay Salady
Image Credit:  Author’s son

As a Mother

I stare at your reflection

And gather my collection of yesterdays 

The special way you care

And all the things we share

Between the pages of our book

Each photo and each place

The look upon your face

Your hand enlaced with mine

As we walk on down the line

Of a broken boulevard

Playing in a yard 

Now torn and tattered

Where nothing ever mattered

But the landscape

While you and I got lost

Two little roses in the frost

Our beauty soon forgotten

I remember you

Clinging to me through

Each ill begotten storm 

You held me as a Mother

And there will be no other

In my life as dear as you

Your hands, beyond compare

Are lovely and so fair

Diligent to care for those in need

For all you say and do

My Sister, I love you

How can I possibly convey

The way I feel
©Kay Salady

The Lightning 

As I look at the rain

Serene and without thunder

Deep inside, I feel the lightning 

Waiting to ignite
©Kay Salady

Anymore

Our lives may not have fit together,  but ohhh did our souls know how to dance. -k. Towne jr.

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Oh, that you were mine

As you recline inside her shadow

Soft against her breast

Warm within the nest

That you have made

As birds do in the Spring

With hope for everything

Your offspring in your arms

So caught up in the charm

Inside your smile

As I watch you there with her

The feelings make me stir

And I refuse to let them show

I know that I must let go

I can’t bear another minute

Although my world without you in it

Has been pure hell

I can tell you’re doing fine

Since you are not in mine

Anymore
©Kay Salady

I am Me


I am my own

Yes, I am me

And my possibilities 

Are endless

I am not yours

Part of the crowd

I am far too proud

To fit into a mold

Affixed with labels

I am complex

Filled with desire

My intellect 

Rises higher

Than the norm

Because my form

Is shapelier

Or I may make

Your feelings stir

Does not mean

You can demean

My common sense
©Kay Salady
Image Credit:  Dani Olivier

Banished


Your wayward lover

Though sent away

Still thinks of you

Both night and day

And in your arms

I want to be

Although you don’t 

Belong to me

You took her love

Into our bed

And ripped the mind

Out of my head

You must be held

Accountable

For all I’ve lost

And what she stole

How can I look

The other way

There are no words

That can convey 

The pain I feel

Since you moved on

This can’t be real

It is so wrong

When you were mine

I thought you were

But now your love

Belongs to her

And I am banished

 

©Kay Salady

My Familiar


Outside myself

So uncentered

Far away

I have ventured 

Looking in

A broken mirror

At an image

So unclear

Where are you

My familiar

The audible distance 

Feels peculiar 

I feigned disdain 

At such a cost

Now I am maimed

And you are lost
©Kay Salady

You Bend

You bend 

Like a willow in the wind 

Trembling against me 

As I rush in

For one embrace 

Vying for the essence 

I recall 

One glimpse 

As sunlight bathes 

Your skin 

And the silence 

Is deafening 

As the silver cord 

Between us 

Snaps 
©Kay Salady

Crooked Feet 

I saw a girl

Walk down the street 

With hair of red 

And crooked feet 

And thought per chance 

If we had met

Would she have smiled 

If I had set 

The standard 

If I had paused 

To shake her hand 

Had it not been 

A great demand 

From me in my fragility 

That I’d prefer 

She did not see 

Or just perhaps 

She walks like me 

Alone with my 

Uncertainty 
©Kay Salady