On this day I sit in the quiet, meditate on the sound Of my own breathing; aware of the rise and fall of my chest The way my heartbeats and slows down as I drift away I reflect and I vow not to deny events or the people That tore at the fabric of who …
Tag: holy
Holy Resemblance
Slight of hand with a side twist of fate smoke and mirrors up in a puff vaporize shifting grey eyes grab a hold of what is near and dear only one that gets out alive is the Svengali in us all with hands thrust deeply in the back pocket of our neighbors while holding a …
Mind Bending
“Darlin you have the voice of an angel…” eyes twinkle with starlight and words so smooth, so very smooth they cause pause and reflection that only the holy and anointed dare stare without hesitation and in a divine moment, a split second, a NY minute counted backwards is short changed, slipped his hand into mine …
Trilby Yates 