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…
Summer sunshort circuitcuts directlyfrom my brainto my hearteyes closeand I can see...a clear path - to you Each raythat shootsacross the bowof thismagnificent vesselmind and spiritcarrying with ita message...of love - to you Chanting with the tidefull moon is on the rise Goddess of LoveGoddess of Light © 2022 TrilbyYates All rights Reserved
A shift in the weather The wind; Commonality - a wide open sky Without boundaries Free to blow; Or be still Dog days of summer simmer and pass Trees turn; a brilliant array of colorNortheast New England autumn buzzHummingbirds and Sparrows Head south; anticipation of a winter chillI drift off to the sound of quietDaydreaming …
Imagine stepping outside; early enough to witnessthe sun just about to rise, throwing streaks of goldslowly opening the screen door, old wood frame hearing sounds; sounds of the largest formation on the planet, uninterrupted with its intentions, motivations and natural ability of simply being a silhouette of sand and sea; birds fly overhead seashells scattered …
Long walks through New England woods Backyard cemeteries once the rage - Unrecognizable family names; epitaph in stone Cloaked by a ceiling of muted color ...it seems nothing is the same this year *sigh* Orange, red, gold pierced by non-discriminate Rays of sunlight for viewing - pleasure and delight Stone walls randomly appear; comfort zone …
Sunday morning powers out rain hits the windowpane in that way; that way that reaches deep, gut level memory lane emotional kick A familiar angst; familiar imagery blindsided mind over matter punch, a trigger, time-wind slap back crank You’re nothing more than a shadow cast across the table; a marionette of fate and foe, as …
Hot steamy summer day...not a cloud in the sky; brilliant blue dome of color - a slight breeze floats by on the up beat of a song dancing through the air; off in the distance sailboats lean, lean, lean stretching canvas and rails dip in the salty sea - flashback summer sweat dripping kisses...glorious sight …
Summer slumber dreams billow in a warm breeze while fall steps out in colored glory and my heart reflects all that have come and all that have gone regret seems a shallow grave without substance or worry so as time passes... and it does questions of what it all meant rise above the sense of …
Cold winter days circle around in a flurry snowflakes fall gently solitude in daydreams and sweet whispered words make me blush at the thought of what could be if only to let go... I wonder if we are a good fit or if when time tells its tall tale an unedited version of truth - …
Steamy sweltering take a deep breath air is thick and warm... Summer sun cloaked in a haze shades of pale blue feathered sky wispy clouds wrap around finger tips gentle hands dripping in the scent of coconut oil Floating carefree muffled sounds a mellow song serenade carried within a slight breeze while dancing in the …
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