My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
There are some things in life We can controlAnger, violence, integrity Maybe even life's passion (although I think that's the nature vs nurture debate) But love...umm don't think so Love comes from a place Beyond the human logical part of us...maybe even a divine or heavenly sourceUnimaginable, extraordinary...magicalEver experience that jolt When you meet someoneIt could …
It takes a sacred space in the heart To truly own and except what has been Words spoken or the silence of the unspoken The proverbial bell that can't be un-rung "I love you" never passes through lips or floats in the airWhen reality is like a twist of the heart stringsAt first it is …
We didn't meet face to face - abstract concept view the crewTwo years plus; lock down shut-in(s) remote couch comfy jobJerry-rigged home offices mismatched and leaning to the left Several times a day we communicate via Zoom We'd chat trivia, analyze data - the ups and downs The consents, the positives and negatives. StatsThe children. …
I'm not the nouveau-riche of poets...nor a relic of the old guardOblio - or square peg in a round hole I have no pattern no highs or lowsI don't follow a particular beat I am the off beat - out of sequenceI am a fine line between a pause- and hesitationThe path not taken The …
I am not afraid because you say I do not exist I will not question my own faith or hide in the shadows of your looming weapon of destruction...on the contrary- If to you, I do not exist, you can never destroy me If I am the water slipping through your fingers you can never drink me, drown me;or use …
Paper tigers and butterfliesWhimsical flutter touches My cheek, my heartWhile a playful breeze dances Past images; memories of marionette smiles and painted eyes seeing beyond The unexpected purpose and intentMermaids swim against the tide Chasing love and laughterTraces of seashells and starlight dancers Strewn about; a toss up - evening dreams ...or the sweetest reverie …
There is a sweet song simmering in the background Every once in a while the volume increases and the clarity of each note each pause and space vibrates to perfectionWhat do I have to let go of to be received?What do I have to hold onto to be conceived?I'm a solo dancer tapping in the …
Sailing beyond my sensesOpen space with no boundariesWind blows filling sails, leaning so far the railsmesh with the ocean; there is no line or divide…seamlessMy mind remains clear while demons from the pastdisappear, drift off to a distant edge of the horizonvast and so far, far away…With all my experiences and all that has yet …
Late night summer walk up the hill to an InnThat rests high above the sea Starlight so clear, bright; still amazes me Enough to stop, take a breath; pause Each step is a reminder of all that I have ...found and lost Where I've been and where I'm going Should I go left or right …
Trilby Yates 