February, Valentines Day 2007. We celebrated the way lovers do. We had hope and such a bright future planned. Our time felt fluid and the perfection was without mention... Two days later it was as if someone had cut the cord; our lifeline snapped and everything changed, shifted forever. Lung cancer, stage 4... We now …
Tag: love
Looming Weapon Of Destruction
I am not afraid because you say I do not exist I will not question my own faith or hide in the shadows of your looming weapon of destruction ...on the contrary - If to you, I do not exist, you can never destroy me If I am the water slipping through your fingers you …
Beautiful Women
You are beautiful women; strong, reflective, mighty Weeping willow, bending with the wind - not opposing it Fighting your demons, your battles with endurance and dignity I am in awe of you, I am in awe of you The pages of your book, a slow read for a woman like me Each turning of a …
I Want
I walk a fine line, a tight rope from polar vortex to polar vortex A non space in the middle troposphere that extends into the stratosphere Earthly fears never hold me back; I don't ever look back ...except when reminiscing over candle light I am a borderline narcissist as most of my friends; - but …
No Beginning No End
I take words like a source of energy spinning them into a beautiful telling novella emotional roller coaster ride power ball spin into the heavens They have no beginning, they have no end I gently lay them out on a vaporous black velvet texture-less veil the words pop like firecrackers sparks fly intentions soar and …
Not That Kid
Making gum wrapper chains snap pop New York kid shuffle innocence was a game we never intended to play it was always like blowing smoke into the wind choking on the fumes brown paper bag huffing the last boat has sailed and it doesn't matter any more because the kid can't swim anyway and the …
The Boys
Early morning, a few blinking street lights off in the distance Red flashing color slices its way through the darkness; "...stop don't rush the day has not dawned yet..." Perfection in, just bitter enough coffee with a dash of cinnamon - aroma therapy a sentimental tapping into a holiday season that has always resonated peace …
My Lovers Gone
There is a story, it is my own It fills all the spaces and lines that lead in and around the deepest and most shallow - like a wading pool, or sandbar - water up to my knees floating sensation into the abyss of joyfulness - all part of my mind Energy free form soaring, …
Someone Is Shouting Jihad
Clear Parisian sky a sweet night to live and die without purpose or validation of intent but a twist of fate walking down the Champs Elysees and in my heart there is a love song and bright city lights and what is that I heard you say not in a soft whisper but accusatory verbiage …
Trilby Yates 