Alternative time burn out and insecurities soar like the wounded angel I once was. Flying too close to the sun a virtue in disguise - And there was a moment of ease and a desire to lean in closer than allowed; to take finger tips to your lips and hush the secrets away. A kiss …
Author: Trilby Yates
Slightly Off Key
How well you thought you knew me; not so long ago when I walked the rocky coast late at night - New England rag tag shore line But, it was in my darkest hours that you seemed to fade away... An ambiguous image blurred and out of view Like two proverbial battle weary ships, in …
The Wind Will Always Blow
Seems like only yesterday the sky was a turquoise shade of blue babies breath and fall surrounded us. We raised our children together coffee clutch at the local diner; Mom's on a break... the gift of gab and so much more the wind was blowing strong As love was falling from our grasp husbands and …
Happier Days Are On The Rise
Surprised at the emotions spurred by photographs of you a past romance and tenderness not forgotten. But a touch of fear begins to surface - a simple notion from chest to throat, a slight pulse rise. What if you feel my lingering thoughts, as they pass from here to there? Would you even care? No …
Political Agenda
Fine smooth facial lines crisscross like a jagged war torn village road a mapping of your indiscretions never deviating from the facts truths be told - behold the awkwardness leaving a distinct manicured impression unique to a solitary finger print left at the scene of an other wise meticulously assumed moral crime your party established …
Reminisce With Fondness
If the stars had been aligned and the winds blew a gentler breeze from the east crossing over the Sound arriving on lands end and a full harvest moon had been on the rise maybe then we would have realized life is a short seductive story bitter sweet at times and the best is not …
Delicately Choreographed Dance
By the end of this dream life as we glide or stumble from path to journey road block or stepping stone not a macabre scheme in the moment unaware of the transformation the information the lack of overload double-fisted hands of fate stride in never tipping "its" intention knowing full well ignorance is not a …
Note To MB
(Scene set up: this was written a while ago...wounded pride, ego kept me from posting...but with all things as time passes so does negativity...moving forward brighter days ahead!) Note to MB: Nothing is keeping my feet on the ground short flight from yesterday filling up on jet fuel to keep all those tattered demons away. …
Not Forgotten
Those days of laughter, shared smiles, a nod of knowing... they aren't over yet are they?Inquisitive questions innocently posed in a way that only the high and mighty could possibly answer... And when the heart feels even the slightest bit of anticipation - like a dove taking flight ...peaceful wings span, joy and exhilaration occur …
Trilby Yates 