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…
The day seeps in with glimpses of a slow sunrise and the sound of waves crashingFor a moment my heart feels full and moves from my sleeve to the center of my chestSand beneath my feet; salt in the air, I take what I can...a deep breath in and a slow blow outYou will never …
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 …
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 …
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 …
Rings and things; glisten Touch of an angel - wings flutter Sweetest reverie; your image Crystal clear visual - you touch my cheek My heart still, skips a beat Just at the thought... ...just at the mere thought of you Left hand aches, occasionally Phantom pain, from time to time Like a flash flood or …
twilight clouds roll in wind is a lull but not enough to keep the angst at bay or discomfort within my own skin cutting like a knife to my core slip knot hanging from the rafters and what was worn on my sleeve like a badge of purity faith and honor has been severed and …
Daisy chains, fairy dust and lullaby's The sweet scent of wild flowers and herbs Permeate, filling my sense, my heart A bouquet of Daffodils ends cut and placed In a vase; deep turquoise, color of the sea My thoughts drift; wind in my hair, sand slipping Between my fingers; I gaze out beyond the horizon …
Every once in a whilea rare momentwhen the past creeps inand even on a brightclear not a cloud in sight daybeautiful deep blue skyand a cool almost spring breezebrings me down drags me downto hand shaking tremblingnear tears levelit's not a broken heartor a missingit's more ofan intuition hita gut puncha betrayala wow wtf momentthat …
Trilby Yates 