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…
An occasional flash - lightening rod memories With a touch of blue/red blood dipping From my sleeve to the wood planked floorA reminder that this girl is not immune to heartache Flowers fill the spaces with the scent of lavender and lily of the valley Sprinkled throughout my hair with a crown of baby's breathAs …
Bienvenue au printemps! Vers de nouveaux commencements Et un nouvel amour! Spring and love Go hand in hand Early morning Is welcomed By the kiss Of a lover A trusted confidant A friend and partner There is nothing brighter Or more satisfying A morning's sunshine As it seeps into a room Filling it with color …
Early morning sunrise over the city rays of sunlight dance on the river Lady Liberty glistening - reflective bounce and it has been such a long time since I have been stirred - by a new day when I haven't felt a knot in my stomach - angst I open my eyes slowly; for a …
Long stemmed roses, Beautiful pale pink roses First breath of spring Half a dozen yellow Tulips Holding hands with Midnight Calla Lilies While they dance With purple Hydrangeas; You kiss me and whisper, "Remember our first dance down the avenue?" As they compliment the pink Peony Melting into all The shades of Ranunculus The range …
Dry winds blow from somewhere south of the city limits and I'm flying high above the clouds headed west to witness the joining of his life to hers and my emotions are a tightrope of joy and anticipation I shift in my seat 1st class buzz a glass of champagne compliments of Delta it's a …
Carousel ~ Bryant Park, NYC ~ 2011 Photographs and film clips tender memories like the ghost from a child’s nursery rhyme, carosello of love spins round rose petals mixed with babies breath a touch of lavender sentimental scents fill the air with translucent images soundtrack background a rhythmic loop that stirs the soul continues to sing …
Trilby Yates 