Early morning sun begins to wake up Arm reaching yawn splintered beams of light stretch across the horizon While a lazy lapping of the tide comes and goes repeating a pattern in perfect sync with the pull of the moon, as it faithfully orbits the earth Off in the distance a curved line remains a …
Author: Trilby Yates
I Don’t Waste Time
You lean a little to the left drawing me closer pulling me into your heart Your hands are tender but I can still feel your inner strength ...and I don't move away All that matters is the feel of your face close to mine I am in awe of the way you seep into me …
Distant Drummer
Tiny pearls of wisdom worn like a thorny crown fall delicately and lay in contrast against tanned skin of a woman's breast; who once held a passion for love in the palm of her hand As a sea breeze dances around her, her precious soul floats along the widows walk without intent Subtleties of a …
Weaker Sex
So, so, yeah he looks me up and down stop and pause while all along attempting to prove a point A point he doesn't need to prove Unspoken basic law, basic rule survival of the fittest - in his mind His gaze stops mid way and it tells me; - the power of unspoken words to shut the fuck up …
Hail To The Red, White And Blue
There is nothing subtle about how far right things swing how far right things shake and break twisted arm from movers and takers bend over backward or lean on me but nothing is solid nothing is a sure bet when the battle becomes so convoluted the leaders and followers become one in the same like …
We Are Ready For Peace
Drifting timeline moving with a renewed inspiration - Reluctance hovers above... Shifting weight from left to right and all that comes around is the absence of good will... The side stepping warmonger pounding of the chest beating the drum soars with an intense vibration that pierces the right side of the brain and shoots into …
Bended Knee
Walking a path that is unfamiliar Kicking stones at the crossroad and the Crucifix faces places unknown with Hands outstretched pointing the way And while it never touches me Each step wanders further from That sanctuary for poets and martyrs known And the questions of evolution and faith collide With smoke of incense lace pattern’s …
First Yawn
First yawn of summer A slight breeze The air is warm and cloaked In an early morning walk I hear the surround sound Of a bird’s song As insects dance above Blades of silky green Threads spider webs Weave across the lawn While flowers tire of being in full bloom After spring’s burst of joie …
Move Through You
I would love to move through you To see what you see To switch it up without the knowledge or fallout Have the ability to fall madly in love with you ...with the simplicity to detach from that love with ease To hold on so tightly with a feeling of "I've just seen God..." To …
Trilby Yates 