The morning after; awake to all that has come and gone Another day of winging it in an era of tentative - hope and love This is not so much about lovers leaving nothing behind - but dishes in the sink It's about my king size bed that is absolutely amazing! Covered in linen sheets, …
Author: Trilby Yates
Valentine I Know
Vignettes strung together precious pearls of delight gently rest close to the heart filling in the quiet spaces with wisdom and while the smoke rises from distant passions and fire my dreams will never fade… memories unfold gingerly pages of cherished love letters tender stories are told a silent witness to one more sunset recall …
Hands Of The Clock
Fair winds following seas shouted from the deck and I do another lap around the proverbial widows walk Although these days it isn't so much a part of the grieving process as it is a reflection of my own personal ups and downs ...and it is a safe place to burn Time has no sense …
I Feel Safe
I sleep wrapped in a cloak of ambivalence; yet hopeful and dreams feel more like wakeful moments that play out in the dark of night eyes closed vibrant visuals engaging all of my senses they are heightened floating in a safety zone a place that appears surreal I can feel his heartbeat against the palm …
Streets Of Tribeca
I walk the streets where you used to live; the city you thrived in The city you fell in love with; the city that set you free while at the same time crippling you - taking away any sense of coherency But, you, you were alright, you were a shining star; you were on fire …
Women’s March 2017
Red white and blue Shimmering lights flash Sound blaring local news International twist Internal grind gnawing away At our sense of humanity We may have lost the battle - but we have not lost the war There is always time to shift gears Focus on and revise the plan From head to heart And heart …
A Life Is Lost A Life Is Taken
Do we wait and listen or do we take immediate action? response or distraction left right shuffle...do we hear the cries see the blood soaked streets with a reality that really touches us to the core? Or do we detract and ignore? Every day here or there we hear the gun shots we feel forsaken …
Man On Wire
I once knew a man that held my hand - from afar He told me we don't bounce the way we used to As I'm laying on the floor, those words I am pondering My mind wanders; Man on Wire, Petit has my utmost respect ©2022 TrilbyYates
Judas Kiss
When the world is spinning out of control and there is no direction - up or down All I want to do is jump from here to there, never to return to this place of malice But, the background sound of life's merry-go-round drowns out and mutes the roar that rumbles just beneath the skin's …
Trilby Yates 