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…
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. …
Yesterday a child spoke about hiding under a desk the sound of gun shots filling the air a repetitive pattern rapid fire he's down the hall long drawn out sounds he is on the other side of the door she said don't cry the shooter might hear you shallow breathes be quiet or he will …
Baseball season is in the air There is a particular joy The mere thought - fantasy Of sitting in the bleachers Watching you play ball Hearing all the sounds and chatter That are sparked by a sense Of our new normal - post vaccine Music floats, an upbeat vibration Laughter is a welcomed bounce Like …
A breeze from the north pushes a sense of freedom, blowing smoke vapor - yet, not sure why; it's a bounce back reflective thing I guess; reminiscent of a conflict, a non declared war taking its toll, the body count continued to rise even after it’s proclaimed ending back then, during those days of peace, love and LSD …
You might call me denigrating names Names, like sticks and stones Could break my bones Yet never truly touch me Names you would not call Your mother, sister, wife or daughter Or maybe, just maybe you would You could try to hold me back ...or attempt to hold me down And if by some cosmic …
Sunday morning powers out rain hits the windowpane in that way; that way that reaches deep, gut level memory lane emotional kick A familiar angst; familiar imagery blindsided mind over matter punch, a trigger, time-wind slap back crank You’re nothing more than a shadow cast across the table; a marionette of fate and foe, as …
It all seems very inconsequential relevant to only a few in the moment perception wrapped in a bloody cloth carried around in a shoulder bag right side of the cause and you will weep for your neighbor kiss the ground you stand on thankful your home remains in tact people in glass houses shouldn't throw …
Making gum wrapper chains snap pop New York kid shuffle innocence was a game we never intended to play it was always like blowing smoke into the wind choking on the fumes brown paper bag huffing the last boat has sailed and it doesn't matter any more because the kid can't swim anyway and the …
I can feel the beat of the drum that repetitive mesmerizing all to familiar vibration that pounds deep in the heart blood pumping adrenaline rush of those that can not see beyond their own insecurities - fears egos soar high above with the wing span - symbolic majestic strength of an eagle - hawk mentality …
Trilby Yates 