We walk the streets; A new city under our feet A sense of awe, this is our home - deep breath sigh... With child-like delight We capture neighborhood images You hold my hand, eyes wide, face-masks on We now know what we didn't Welcoming our new surroundings; Back yard Lady Liberty, NYC skyline Mind …
Tag: life
Fall To The Wayside
October the month of pumpkins and candy corn, Witches, black cats, black hats and broom sticks "I am the granddaughter of the Witches you could not burn" A sentiment held close to my heart even when burdened The scent of allspice and clove, wishful thinking Permeate, intoxicate and spin off earthly desires Mindset, hibernation; hoping …
Cup Of Coffee Drift
Early morning reluctant drift; sleep eludes me once more and sometimes the desire for a hot frothy cup of coffee shakes my dreams loose and there is nothing more awakening than that first step onto a cold floor; a life acknowledged nod, while fairy lights twinkle on the porch with a tender glow; visual comfort...welcome …
Linen Sheets
I wear a kimono drink Tito’s with Topo Chico and lime Cry when too many questions are asked No malice “...wanting to get to know you...” Look around reminders soft whispers Catch me off guard my chest aches You are gone but I know you are here Seems I can’t or won’t let go Been …
My Love
July. July. It holds me close wrapped in warmth love promise laughter. The future bright blinding the past so far away. Loss fear edge of the cliff slippery slope. Flashback siren red lights spinning warning; red blood white towels pulse flat line flat Memory wedding bells your beautiful face; tux flowers in your lapel high …
Just A Story
It’s my story A life learning curve Bend and twist A trip up Occasional fuck up but never a loss A lesson to apply If not - step back rewind Repeat Repeat Until that oh yeah, a-ha gut punch Yes right, right I get it I get it Own it Wrap it in the highest …
No Justice
Mr. Eric Garner: I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe. 2014 Staten Island NYC police undercover headlock chokehold face down sidewalk compression of the neck compression of the chest …
Rewind
Cloth folds perfection in the creases piled high anxiety I breathe in - deep exhaling the pain out that chokes so much of what remains running through my veins even when I’m semi-comatose to the daily grind and flowers are tossed in the trash day two wilt don’t worry there will always be more tomorrow …
Leaning Into the Wind
Standing with arms out-stretched leaning into the wind my footing slips, eyes closed - images cascade just like a waterfall in slow motion, color burst; shades of blue one, two, three, four tumbling, tumbling; how can I ignore all that has passed from dirt to dust tossed into the air nothing more, nothing more than …
Trilby Yates 