A sigh, a deep breath in, hold, hold, hold; blow, blow Another sigh this time I'll give it a name It will become an honored daily tradition A sigh, a name, deep breath, blow - Relief These days I walk into the wind I catch snowflakes on my tongue I'm in awe of the community …
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Love
Friday night, winter, pandemic, quarantine; One year anniversary a month away Candle light and music humming - somewhere out there sweetness Floating in the warmth of the moment Reaching across the table you brush my hair Away from my face with care and ease You hold my heart in your hands gently A tender touch …
…And A Croissant
The weather shifts and more snow is in the forecast We walk in the sunshine like children at the beach in awe of every second we are sharing this winter day Without the sand under foot or flat stones to skip You look at me and smile We laugh and mask kiss Your hands are …
Sweet Karma
The morning after; awake to all that has come and gone Another day of winging it in an era of tentative - hope and love This is not so much about lovers leaving nothing behind - but dishes in the sink It's about my king size bed that is absolutely amazing! Covered in linen sheets, …
Valentine I Know
Vignettes strung together precious pearls of delight gently rest close to the heart filling in the quiet spaces with wisdom and while the smoke rises from distant passions and fire my dreams will never fade… memories unfold gingerly pages of cherished love letters tender stories are told a silent witness to one more sunset recall …
Hands Of The Clock
Fair winds following seas shouted from the deck and I do another lap around the proverbial widows walk Although these days it isn't so much a part of the grieving process as it is a reflection of my own personal ups and downs ...and it is a safe place to burn Time has no sense …
I Feel Safe
I sleep wrapped in a cloak of ambivalence; yet hopeful and dreams feel more like wakeful moments that play out in the dark of night eyes closed vibrant visuals engaging all of my senses they are heightened floating in a safety zone a place that appears surreal I can feel his heartbeat against the palm …
Streets Of Tribeca
I walk the streets where you used to live; the city you thrived in The city you fell in love with; the city that set you free while at the same time crippling you - taking away any sense of coherency But, you, you were alright, you were a shining star; you were on fire …
Women’s March 2017
Red white and blue Shimmering lights flash Sound blaring local news International twist Internal grind gnawing away At our sense of humanity We may have lost the battle - but we have not lost the war There is always time to shift gears Focus on and revise the plan From head to heart And heart …
Trilby Yates 