When the veil is shed layer by layer A glimmering light from the never forgotten Is dulled by the glow of a not to distant future A shift in ones heart beat and state of mind Will ride out the storm that peacefully anticipates The reoccurrence when the Widow meets the Captain From years ago on a tempestuous …
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Sleepless
It’s 4AM what are you doing up? Please don’t ask me questions... I can’t sleep, dreams fill my mind and echo’s are shattering-ly loud bouncing off every hiding place, every non-ordained sanctuary I’ve created in this miserable year don’t ask me questions about why I can’t sleep why the dreams keep coming and going almost …
Hat In Hand
...just hanging around hat in hand daze, wind blows a chill to the bone with a cup of java just waiting to be sipped ever so slowly...warmth seeps through the palms of my hands. Black and white, color Kodachrome sugar coated thoughts pop in and out of the 3rd eye of the mind just roll …
Tidal Push
February, Valentines Day 2007. We celebrated the way lovers do. We had hope and such a bright future planned. Our time felt fluid and the perfection was without mention... Two days later it was as if someone had cut the cord; our lifeline snapped and everything changed, shifted forever. Lung cancer, stage 4... We now …
Happier Days Are On The Rise
Surprised at the emotions spurred by photographs of you a past romance and tenderness not forgotten. But a touch of fear begins to surface - a simple notion from chest to throat, a slight pulse rise. What if you feel my lingering thoughts, as they pass from here to there? Would you even care? No …
You Once Said…
Starlight gleaming candles burn so softly casting silhouettes lovers lean in lips touch gingerly... sweet song plays quietly in the background perfection in each breath glance kiss no need to step away no need to hesitate you once said luck had nothing to do with it we earned one another... Our truth is captured in …
Infant Heart
In the darkness candle light glows eyes close the box has no walls walking in circles pacing like a cat with intention and nothing fits the way it once did nothing is as it once was future holds the untold cradle the infant heart carefully ~ © 2013 Trilby
Best Is Yet To Come
Silver spoons and snake skins hanging from the rear view mirror top down and the wind is blowing like there is something on fire keeping my demons at bay and when the devil is at the cross roads tapping his foot impatiently waiting for the woman dressed in black my widows walk doesn't seem so …
Sweet Serenade
Purple Crocus ~ Spring 2011 ~ Fairfield CT Winter winds blow past Sweet serenade Leaving sentimental traces Of lavender, lace Ribbons tie together… All that was precious Held gingerly In the sanction Of our potential ~ Spring sashays in Sweet Serenade With the freshness Of beginnings, While endings Traipse off Leaving a lasting scent… Familiar …
Trilby Yates 