(from Windows Of The World 2001, by T. Yates) Complete Piece Heart aches uncontrollably Feeling numb and very lost So much of what we knew is in rubble People pass by with hollow eyes – They shudder too often without warning I flinch and hold my breath when an airplane fly’s overhead Sirens scream recreating …
Author: Trilby Yates
Unawakened Knowledge
Is this life set in stone? A book or song with words events that take twists and turns allowing fleeting moments of joy to tempt the stars - fate Yet to slip from sweet lips to tears of sorrow... When did life become less than something to cherish but rather dread... When did the light of another day take a turn from a blessing to a curse carrying with it the weight of the world? …
Wisdom Of Dorian Gray
Windowsill view of a world that has stood still for seven years Seven years and all I can do and all I can say is that the mirrored image of myself doesn't hold a candle to the image or the wisdom of Dorian Gray Self imposed isolation so many demons to slay ghosts that have …
Label Maker
Call it what you will Give it a name Wrapped neatly Round peg in a square hole Label it, categorize, alphabetize Comfort zone is not your own Call it what you will My experience is below the belt Anxiety felt pressure build up Pit of my stomach Elephant sitting on my chest Close my eyes …
Temptation
Yes, I let you hold my hand and I held yours... - acknowledging a perfect fit Yes, I let you look into my eyes I curiously looked into yours... - I didn't blink or turn away letting you past the walls of protection Yes, I let you pull me close to you; wrap your arms …
I Cry For You
Walking out knee deep Fluid reflections glimmer Walking out shifting sandbar Low tide is a slow rise The moon sits stoically On a fine line drawn Across the horizon And I can only imagine What is beyond the curve Of this narcissistic planet - Earth Or the destination of shooting stars First hand knowledge burn …
The Last Day
The day before the last day of the year any year with some reluctance and reflective pause we move forward spinning like a top like a wild beast is chasing us the wind whistles silly baby songs in perfect tune of days gone by but we move forward because that is what we do that …
A Generation Of Fuck-ups
We may be of A different blood line We are sister friends Of a similar kind And as far as Fuck ups go On a scale Of one to ten We are an odd Yet profound eleven ...and while you Laugh at me We both know I bring a smile To your mouth And nothing …
Dazzling My Senses
All the human elements lined up with perfection - the tangible and the abstract... The underlying passions and dreams; the insecurities and vulnerabilities - risk factors We all have our fantasies tucked away quietly at times, joyful exhilaration at others - how risqué - slightest blush at the thought I tumbled willfully without intention into …
Trilby Yates 