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 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 …
Imagine stepping outside; early enough to witnessthe sun just about to rise, throwing streaks of goldslowly opening the screen door, old wood frame hearing sounds; sounds of the largest formation on the planet, uninterrupted with its intentions, motivations and natural ability of simply being a silhouette of sand and sea; birds fly overhead seashells scattered …
Late night walk moon is up shining leading the way off in the distance firecrackers go off anticipation summer holidays on the rise all I can think about is what it would like if you were here your hand in minewalking with me sand and seawho I am and who you would be if...I conjure …
Something about the way a sailboat soothes the weary When the heart is shattered and nothing makes sense The gentle way it rolls and holds with each wave Newport nights a place where a safe harbor And a safe haven align like the stars in the skyOr when lovers move insync I took your hand …
Wind blows over the bay raindrops tap dance on the rooftop a lullaby drift off to the sweetest reverie colorful images seagrass gray blue waters a backdrop to footprints in the sand a glance over my shoulder a smile my heart is full joy and laughterbut I feel empty loss, longingI touch my mouth instinctively …
Standing on a jetty, tide is beginning to kick up And just when a ray, a sliver of light begins to seep Between night fall and and the sun rising Dark clouds begin to part...hope does floatI'm engulfed in what could be...loveWhat I dream about; conjured memory recall But yet here I stand not truly …
Walking in a field high above the cliffs the wild flowers, bees and butterflies weave and flutter; a hypnotic dance I can hear the tide, the rise, the fall crashing against a rocky shore line at times gentle; a soothing caress my heart skips multiple beats fulfillment and longing; I am a contradictionof emotions © …
Trilby Yates 