Warm cup of coffee hands wrapped tightly around over sized thermos skim latte with a dash of cinnamon comfort zone no way home thoughts interrupt warm and reminiscent shooting shiver from head to toe gazing amusement while black swans glide ceremoniously atop the biting cold waters Saugatuck LIS Atlantic fed riverbed elegantly withdrawn as the …
Author: Trilby Yates
‘ Tis The Season
'Tis the season for holiday cheer for some it's an innate time of dread some glow from head to toe count down to that momentous day when the path of kings and gods alike collided a child born a story told carrying more than a few of the die harden Old Testament New Testament King …
Christmas Songs
Tis the season, yes, tis the season for joy, strength, purity of heart, purity of faith unity in family, friends old and new sharing and giving unconditional love ...yet there is a distance in the feel of the Christmas songs - at least for me a detached sense of how blessed we are all supposed …
Blank Slate #2
Deep breath, deep painfully deep - I inhale, count 1,2,3,4,5...5,5,5 chest aches holding more than oxygen in; exhale blowing out nothing more than possibilities for a better day, a bettter sense of wellness, a suitcase full of angst Memories are tiny clips, images wrapped within emotional set backs, images - a glimpse of things never …
Freedom Rings Off Key
Tonight I sleep in a Xanax induced slumber paper gun tucked under my pillow hands tactically placed meditating rosary beads smooth and worn from years of deep sleep prayers never to see the light of day or have the privilege to be heard amongst saints or sinners I land gently with neither while my finger …
Female/Male
If I say words soft and gentle, harsh or vulgar, hold my child close to my breast or have none by choice; if I walk in high heels or barefoot, juggling life and love, work; either way it is all perception depending on which way you hold the prism rainbow glare magnifying all that is …
Safely I…
Morning sun rises in the east pinks and golden light gently wash over sand and sea leaves fall drops of dew glistening with song sea grass bend with ease. I close my eyes feeling warmth on my skin. Safely I sway. Branches reaching bare boned fingers of Father Time wisdom pointing to a euphoric sensation …
Oxymoron
Sound down images skip back and forth across the stage life isn't always a vibe high fresh face light up the sky quick fisted moments linger daydreams give pause a glimpse of hope and bewilderment yet we remain we continue on and if we choose to cut our loses and bag it consequences loom clouded …
Ageless
I listen compassionately to young poets; exposing their soul with naïveté unobstructed passion struggling to keep their words and truth pure, clear, coherent; and I think to myself, silent within my own insecurities, my own private courtroom - judge and jury, these are the facts, objection, overruled...I recall my own journey; my own learning curve. …
Trilby Yates 