My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
An occasional flash - lightening rod memories With a touch of blue/red blood dipping From my sleeve to the wood planked floorA reminder that this girl is not immune to heartache Flowers fill the spaces with the scent of lavender and lily of the valley Sprinkled throughout my hair with a crown of baby's breathAs …
Daisy chains, fairy dust and lullaby's The sweet scent of wild flowers and herbs Permeate, filling my sense, my heart A bouquet of Daffodils ends cut and placed In a vase; deep turquoise, color of the sea My thoughts drift; wind in my hair, sand slipping Between my fingers; I gaze out beyond the horizon …
Every once in a whilea rare momentwhen the past creeps inand even on a brightclear not a cloud in sight daybeautiful deep blue skyand a cool almost spring breezebrings me down drags me downto hand shaking tremblingnear tears levelit's not a broken heartor a missingit's more ofan intuition hita gut puncha betrayala wow wtf momentthat …
Like a dream that comes and goes Ultimately forgotten as dawn breaks A grandiose sunrise interrupts Our peaceful reverie We smile at each other Over our love potion - a cup of Joe You touch my cheek; Whisper lovingly You have never seen Any thing as beautiful As my tousled hair, My face in the …
Love; it was a long time since you graced me with your presence Since you held my heart tenderly, open to all that you have to offer My heart longed for that moment; that single moment when the world around me would slip away When everything around me would fade into an abyss of pure joy and anticipation Now his …
3rd floor walk up windows with a view Neighborhood in the heights Grand old homes line the avenue Reflective of a time when there was no WiFi A feel of romance dances about with an undeniable allure A subtle buzz fills every room energy, passion, love You tell me stories; your youth, what it was …
Sea breeze coming in from across the bay Your arm around my shoulder as we walk Allowing the sound of the seagulls and wind ...to carry us away You take my hand bring it to your lips and kiss While looking lovingly at my face; in a soft voice You reveal 'your dreams are dancing …
Men march, their torches burn in the night their women stand street side weeping; not for fear, but emotions emotions so powerful they overflow tear stained faces passion and love You put another log on the fire and I am thankful that you have a turn of the century fireplace in the Big Apple west …
1.1.1.1. flashing retro orb lights from the past disco ball spin off and somewhere out there in the abyss of bullshit and reflections simmering off the cuff comments and intentions are flying high touch down no return choices made one on one excised from the heart like cancer from the soul scarred and somewhat tattered …
Trilby Yates 