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…
He said he was with someone else because...she took him homeA place I've never known I just shrugged and kicked the can down the road Sometimes it's just alright, it's alright...everything will be alrightI held his hand and felt his pulse begin to rise Without giving it a second thought or a moment to say …
For a momentA split second snapA commonalityA drift - a mutual send off One foot in front of the other Sayonara amigos mantra There are songs...how wide the river is Your presence touched me so deeplyI almost drownedI'm still gasping for air I weep as I walk Low tide Hudson River highThe sound of the …
"I hear the world as it's meant to be; I hear the clouds moving in the sky..." ShetlandNon-fiction; documentary of slit writs and heart stringsA memoir; vignettes Kodachrome momentsBlack and white sepia time stamped flip book Auto-biography - intrigue to feed the lost curiosity of a bored soulLife has taken me to the oceans Flying …
Walking barefoot along the coast line Beach-esk sense of wonder and awe Sand and sea, endless as the night that holds me like a child Rock me baby, sleep tight, sweet dreams and such The wind blows my hair, tussled and tangled Oh what a delightful web we weave - whispered musingsMy heart races at …
Your love is like hitting a hairpin turn; high speed junkie ...and I don't know what to doShould I put on the breaks or let go of the wheel and let it fly...More of a statement than a question...I suppose © 2021 TrilbyYates
I dance in the rain allowing the tears of angels to jump from aboveand dance...along with meMy heart sings a particular tune, more of a hum; soothing the child within me We are connected by the separations, dots and dasheshands held in unisonI dance wrapped in fear, hope and the light of the goddessesacknowledging what …
Slightest turn of the other cheekone side acknowledges the otherin the midst of tragedyAnd as we parade into a house of worshipwearing our Sunday best,sirens blare in the distanceA police presence is feltand it is comforting at timesDifferent from the tender touchof a lovers hand leading the wayto a safer place of ease,a safer place …
Three something A.M. bedroom window is lit up like fireworksMoon beams bounce about the room and the city skylineIs outlined and illuminated; sparks and promise soarWings of a mourning dove brush my left cheek with affectionWindowsill holds lovingly poetry books, photograph from the past,Seashells and sea glass; an adventure at the shore - so long …
Peaceful reverie surrounds me as you whisper gently words of love and reassurance The wind blows and as the evening settles my heart is open to you and all that is to comeYou ask if love has always been kind All I can say is love is love is love ...and it's the possessors and …
Trilby Yates 