A non-descript package arrived one day when the earth felt like it had stopped moving and a continuous chill ran from my spine to the center of my chest breathing became a bore without intention or respect to slip away from coast to coast shore to shore would have been more than an effort time …
Tag: memories
Your Shirt
Self portrait Warm breeze and sunshine off in the distance is a sound so familiar it makes me weep whispers I love you and sighs of contentment leave me wandering in rooms from the past the day to day never dull or mundane the scent of you remains... I wear your shirt arms wrapped around …
Small Boy Tender
Small boy tender child Wide brown eyes With an angelic smile… That could melt butter - in his mouth While dripping sweet Saccharine like words Of lies and deceit One push Slight of hand Reaches out To be held - poor little sister Cracked skull Echoed cries and life ...swing in the balance Baby dolls …
Old Neighborhood
The High Line NYC Looking back, Taking the first step forward, Inhaling the old neighborhood Deep breath...sigh... Visual memories are like photographs Some make me laugh, Some move me to tears While others tug at the heart strings Slight smile turn the corners of my mouth… Thought about you and The way you would lie, …
Pretty Girls
Off to my right somewhere deep within a void of empty space time lapse shifting gears reverse I can hear voices silly chatter from Pretty Girls silly chatter that is reminiscent of days gone by like a sledgehammer coming down on me slamming against my brain opening old wounds the ones hidden deep inside wrapped tightly …
Not Forgotten
Those days of laughter, shared smiles, a nod of knowing... they aren't over yet are they?Inquisitive questions innocently posed in a way that only the high and mighty could possibly answer... And when the heart feels even the slightest bit of anticipation - like a dove taking flight ...peaceful wings span, joy and exhilaration occur …
Dolphins Fly
Melodious breeze blows across the shore line a song from long ago whistles in the wind Harp player glides passed sand filled shoes staring into tomorrow crystal ball floats by far away Block Island hidden treasures 200 and counting lost and found seashells fall from high above seagulls soar you lean into me while the …
Sweet Sentimental Valentine
Mild winter lack of snow, white luster dulls the senses a chill in the air cuts to the bone leaves of a season past linger gingerly with no place in particular to go a blessing shared on widow's walk fare winds and following seas with all the anticipation of an early spring a sailors dream …
Trilby Yates 