We were a slow dance; a block party smooth the sound of Rosie and The Originals - floatsabove "Angel baby, my angel baby; whoo hoo I love you, whoo hoo I do..." in-sync two step - glide. © 2022 TrilbyYates All rights Reserved.
Author: Trilby Yates
Me And Cat
Cat and I squeeze through a break in the fence; sun hangs high in the sky- the only witness to our crime. we pick daisies, eat berries, sit in a field of tall grass on old man Trumbeto's property. bold black lettered signs, with the occasional red for dramatic effect, are nailed - to intimidate …
Daisy Chains And Rain
I head over to Kings Lumber Yard climb up on a pile of wood and wait for the rain. clouds move slowly covering what little sunshine that seems to be on the rise; but as a kid with skinned knees I carry hope in my jean pocket rather than a rabbits footmy friend Janey sits under a …
Obscured Love
I continue to stand between a breakwater and a shallow grave all the while off in the distanceI can hear with clarity; the call of an untamable and vast oceangentle hands holding sand and sea reach;holding space for my most joyful dreams I have danced on a narrow sandbar; built by drifting seashells and lost …
Water And Salt
There are times when a high tide knocks me off my feet and there isn't much left but bits of sand in my hair when I'm riding the waves my heart races and flies like the dark wings of a raven into the wind but only higher and as the curve begins to engulf me …
Jump Into The Flame
Reciprocated love - bellissimo amoreknowing when it's not you know what you know you don't what you don't...but each time there is a riska sting to the heartanother lesson learned a bee gathers pollen from a flowerpassing it onto the next flower ...until you get too close Reality is clear like truth and trust but …
#7
It is a fine line between truth and silence text messages overlap a long drive upstate vineyards reasons behind buying a car and a ferry ride daytime weekend trips evening walks on the Avenue back to your place #7 drinks music chatter and passion morning comes and goes coffee in bed brings us to an …
Without Boundaries
A shift in the weather The wind; Commonality - a wide open sky Without boundaries Free to blow; Or be still Dog days of summer simmer and pass Trees turn; a brilliant array of colorNortheast New England autumn buzzHummingbirds and Sparrows Head south; anticipation of a winter chillI drift off to the sound of quietDaydreaming …
Only Love
He just laughed...as if an innocent Turned his head looking back over his shoulder A grin that could make the devil himself blush And then; he winked and held out his handBeckoning me to come closer - if I daredTempting me, letting me in on a secret A trip into a vibrant dream stateOf tall …
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