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…
A shooting star moment When reality crosses over From wishful thinking To the end of second guessing And it's in that momentEyes close several deep breathes A pause and a decision To let goTo make space for loveFor the possibility of loveAnd/or to acknowledge That the future is a solo trip And the journey Can …
Life - so fragileA split second in timeThe ground shiftsChange is an open wound leftA crack down the center of the earth Humanity challenged once againLove forever and alwaysSenseless loss tears flowSorrow a dark void - chasmLesson's learned are like bridges burned....unless they aren't © 2022 TrilbyYates All rights Reserved.
I woke to the sound of the ocean waves gently rushing the shoreline seagulls songbirds and mourning doves for the first time in weeks my dreams weren't filled with angst and fret semi-peaceful reverie half remembered and half slipped away details gone the remnants of feelings are all that remain ambivalence similar to when a …
Tabula rasa mantra counting beads don't breathe exhale onlystreet scenes and water fountains the park feels familiar but it's all in the unknown and discovery he reaches for my hand as we walk intimacy between palms and fingers odd sensation but somewhat...welcomed © 2022 TrilbyYates All rights Reserved.
He left On the white feathered Wings of Angels On an uncharacteristically Warm fall night And as my world Like the bottom dropping out Or the proverbial rug being pulled From under my feet I drifted off Where nothing was real And nothing held life With fragile hands The way it once had Prayers became …
Throwing stones broken glass splinters Tiny pieces glisten catching sunlight Just before landing captured prisms Pressed between pages Leather embossed binding Sit on a shelf A distant corner Antiquated book store - Conscious Storage and Recollections Of Data Madame Rue placed a hidden message Page 444 thirty something years ago - man of your dreams …
Trip wire side step one foot on land the other wading in a tide rising and when you pass between my sense of reality and fantasy it's an old time black and white romantic comedy in slow motionme classic widow in black garb you handsome con-man hat in handintentional filter to soften imperfections but a …
Rain falls warm spring late night Street lights glistensWalking the avenue Pass a favorite rendezvous Grab a corner table outside A few minutes here or there Reaching across the tableTouching your face Flash back to when I believed ...in the possibility of love © 2022 TrilbyYates All rights Reserved.
We walked over the bridge together Symbolic We held hands I could feel the pulse In-sync There were posters banners Handwritten messages The sentiment One and the same The drum beat Kept us unitedAllies Shared around the countryEvery cityEvery communityEvery state#OurBodyOurChoice#BansOffOurBodiesI thought about my grandmother, JennieSuffragetteI thought about my mother, DorothyCivil RightsMy sister, Jenny myself …
Trilby Yates 