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 …
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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 …
Earth Bound
A cool fall night sleepy winds blow, It’s not official but so close I can hear you breathing The dreams come, tender moments, your face, your touch And a sudden shift like a rug yanked out from under my feet Our life; you, you, you The shift, disarray; mix of fear and loss Pieces shattered, …
I Am No One
I am no one in the aftermath Of mayhem and heartbreak Within the finality of death I hide within my wounds I hide in my dysfunction My sense of loss and wonder Knowing full well I’m a corpse The remains of heavenly love I am the end result of a tragedy - never acknowledged And …
My Love
July. July. It holds me close wrapped in warmth love promise laughter. The future bright blinding the past so far away. Loss fear edge of the cliff slippery slope. Flashback siren red lights spinning warning; red blood white towels pulse flat line flat Memory wedding bells your beautiful face; tux flowers in your lapel high …
Up In Smoke
Twirling feather-like wisps, pearly white cloud vapor puff long lingering drag deep breath in, the epitome of expectation ...life, love, loss, your wedding ring worn for comfort, the past, present, future; dreams, dreams and memories - up in smoke Self portrait Gerard T. Yates (11.26.54 - 10.27.07) © TrilbyYates 2016
Your Peaceful Revery
Awakened as if violently being shaken from a deep sleep, earthquake rattle, an enormous glaring spot light being flipped on leaving nothing to the imagination, nothing allowed to hide in the shadows; any unanswered questions no longer relevant, all bets were off...issues of importance, a blank page - gone, vanished You held my face in …
Muse
Rain is falling wind blows I find myself resting in the familiar back in those days and nights when we were one another's life line hanging on for dear life death every breath Mid night mid day sun doesn't rise you would whisper random thoughts that played like songs from a cherished album I would …
Mourning Dove
Quiet nights slow slumber restless heart beats without intent You place your head on my chest as I brush the hair from your eyes I can feel your wondering thoughts with questions deep Penetrating my soul with anticipation and sorrow for all that you are yet to experience And what this life has handed us …
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