Hey life what’s the deal, what’s the grand plan scheme of things to come and go screaming from the top of my lungs already full from the up swing of 2011 flying high on the 52nd floor sky scraper clawing its way from Hades to Paradise and it’s never the same kid rush sliding down …
Tag: love
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 …
There Is No Sound
Gracious words are like honeycombs to the soul...(Proverbs 16:24) There is no sound like this echo’s from place to place and back again there are no moments like this hold tight blow a kiss to nowhere carried off far away boat ride Galilee to Old Harbor with the wind to my back and the sun …
Ode To Dorothy
Ode to the woman that carried my name that carried the ties that bind and if truth be told - love behold the gentler times are all that matter today a day that time dissipates into tears of joy and memories reflect tints of glorious color while the sharpness blurs into muted shades of gray …
Flawed Tapestry
Silence wraps around me a blanket of blushed tones silky white to touch tints of gray speckled from edge to edge never knowing if I am coming or going questioning - have I been here all along and there is a sense of harshness in the thoughts that wash over me my faith is an …
Geographically Undesirable
The rain is falling Wind is singing songs Beyond the dunes Dark clouds form overhead And the waves have Kicked up a notch Perfect back drop For a romantic at heart Pinned with dedication To my worn out sleeve I walk barefoot in the tide Emotions and passion Rush in pulling at my vulnerabilities But …
Awakening The Senses
Historical preservation …moments in time held with highest regard Tourists flock like pigeons on the plaza Camera’s long zoom lens Nikon, Canon hanging around their neck Focusing on the image The experience is captured knowing its own mortality But is the experience felt? Is it a deal breaking mesmerizing life altering electrifying source of energy …
I Float Alone
Drifting off left, maybe south of the last stop on any given day when all that reaches the deepest moments, the most profound statements or thoughts slip so easily from my grasp and when I let the light in the last bit of anticipation, I float alone Time shifts and the sand slips from my …
I Am Still Here
Your eyes close peaceful rest holding your hand a gentle squeeze ...I'm still here Sunlight slips between the cracks in drawn shades Patterns of lace dance on pale linen colored walls Shallow breath I lay my head on your chest for confirmation you whisper ...I'm still here We fall together a dream state a reverie …
Trilby Yates 