Sometimes I wonder what could have and shouldn't have been If we were what we intended would some consider it a morally deviant sin? Seductively stepping off of this highly sanctioned ground taking a second non-connected look never turning completely around to see the difference between you, me and them There is nothing left to …
Tag: loss
Slightly Off Key
How well you thought you knew me; not so long ago when I walked the rocky coast late at night - New England rag tag shore line But, it was in my darkest hours that you seemed to fade away... An ambiguous image blurred and out of view Like two proverbial battle weary ships, in …
The Wind Will Always Blow
Seems like only yesterday the sky was a turquoise shade of blue babies breath and fall surrounded us. We raised our children together coffee clutch at the local diner; Mom's on a break... the gift of gab and so much more the wind was blowing strong As love was falling from our grasp husbands and …
Note To MB
(Scene set up: this was written a while ago...wounded pride, ego kept me from posting...but with all things as time passes so does negativity...moving forward brighter days ahead!) Note to MB: Nothing is keeping my feet on the ground short flight from yesterday filling up on jet fuel to keep all those tattered demons away. …
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 …
Til Death We Do part
Words waft by in the cool night air yesterday has somehow become my bed mate and in the deepest space my heart holds truth there is a place full of love and treasures vignettes never fading far from view but as time stands still for no one and this life continues to dance like a …
Steadfast and True Blues
5 AM light flashes cell phone buzz just a reminder there is a new day a’ dawning steadfast and true and I can admit there have been times when the thought was like the sound of fingernails to a chalkboard dread shoots between a fine line up or down depending on which way the …
Trilby Yates 