Days begin to fade away Newport sunset lingers dock begins to sway sentimental thoughts make my heart ache but not with the intensity as before images seem so fresh I can reach out and touch... there is this very fine line between love and guilt wrapped so neatly in metaphors our lives meshed together …
Author: Trilby Yates
Baby’s Breath
Baby's breath tiny petals white love drips down weary cheeks yellow and red lights glimmer in the dark sterile halls Hippocratic Oath prevails shifting tides turn thoughts lack of conviction comes into question whispered words of God and Mary secret prayers said in silence bended knee head bowed to the almighty beads slip through fingers …
Grand Gesture
Grand gesture from high above fine line crossed by the remaining faithful and I continue to fall short of expectation when there is no place to land... ...float away on a cloud of perception rejoice in the abstract reflection I''ll lose not a night of sleep and pause at the mere rejection of your love …
Infant Heart
In the darkness candle light glows eyes close the box has no walls walking in circles pacing like a cat with intention and nothing fits the way it once did nothing is as it once was future holds the untold cradle the infant heart carefully ~ © 2013 Trilby
Your Lips To My Soul
...dance slowly seductive song of lost lovers sweet senses to all that vibrates interchangeable slipknot wraps a cord neatly around heart sings without accompaniment never skipping a beat one note repetitive glance takes me forward listening quietly for words whispered in the dark soft hushed tone pressed passionately from your lips to my soul... © …
Best Is Yet To Come
Silver spoons and snake skins hanging from the rear view mirror top down and the wind is blowing like there is something on fire keeping my demons at bay and when the devil is at the cross roads tapping his foot impatiently waiting for the woman dressed in black my widows walk doesn't seem so …
Til Death We Do part
Words waft by in the cool night air yesterday has somehow become my bed mate and in the deepest space my heart holds truth there is a place full of love and treasures vignettes never fading far from view but as time stands still for no one and this life continues to dance like a …
Sweet Sentimental Valentine
Mild winter lack of snow, white luster dulls the senses a chill in the air cuts to the bone leaves of a season past linger gingerly with no place in particular to go a blessing shared on widow's walk fare winds and following seas with all the anticipation of an early spring a sailors dream …
Steadfast and True Blues
5 AM light flashes cell phone buzz just a reminder there is a new day a’ dawning steadfast and true and I can admit there have been times when the thought was like the sound of fingernails to a chalkboard dread shoots between a fine line up or down depending on which way the …
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