Keepsakes found tucked away somewhere In-between the pages of my past Held lovingly in the arms Of worn bindings and bookcases Dust flies defensively Almost as a way of protection From the invasion of my Seeking hands and eyes The reclusive nature of a "fade-away" Forgotten notes found and remembered In a twist of time …
Tag: sentimental
Window To The Soul
You would say...the hardest thing to do is a self portrait...keeping ego at bay...capturing the moment, the emotion without pretense, without the "say cheese" factor, candid...the eyes are the windows to the soul, the camera just preserves a moment. Winter winds blow and your voice like a whisper is carried by a memory of a …
Our Worlds Collided
This time of the year comes around sails full and heart strings pull ....which way do I lean A hard wind blows and I still don't know how to live this life ...in the darkness Candle light seeps through veins of hope and the night dances on and on off in the distance a familiar …
Recognition
A few side steps off the curve you fall and for a while there is a time and place to bat your eyes and lick your lips as if the package is all that matters in those moments when the label tastes better than the wine and the left hand on your Rolex gets stuck …
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 …
Trilby Yates 