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…
Walking in a field high above the cliffs the wild flowers, bees and butterflies weave and flutter; a hypnotic dance I can hear the tide, the rise, the fall crashing against a rocky shore line at times gentle; a soothing caress my heart skips multiple beats fulfillment and longing; I am a contradictionof emotions © …
Walking barefoot along the coast line Beach-esk sense of wonder and awe Sand and sea, endless as the night that holds me like a child Rock me baby, sleep tight, sweet dreams and such The wind blows my hair, tussled and tangled Oh what a delightful web we weave - whispered musingsMy heart races at …
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 …
My shadow dances in the surf, White sand with all its imperfections stretches To the edges of the horizon and beyond; - a necessary growth surge That place, beyond, has flipped my internal script - a self proclaimed narrative re-write Each step playfully kicks up stardust, Stirring up the undertow of my senses, my soul; …
It’s my story A life learning curve Bend and twist A trip up Occasional fuck up but never a loss A lesson to apply If not - step back rewind Repeat Repeat Until that oh yeah, a-ha gut punch Yes right, right I get it I get it Own it Wrap it in the highest …
I walk the winters shoreline slow and easy Bits of sand cling to the bottom of my boots An occasional seashell eclipses my solitude - it becomes mine A treasured token memory like a stranger that I take home just For the night safe from a tidal uprising I'll enter the waters calm and plunge …
Walking out knee deep Fluid reflections glimmer Walking out shifting sandbar Low tide is a slow rise The moon sits stoically On a fine line drawn Across the horizon And I can only imagine What is beyond the curve Of this narcissistic planet - Earth Or the destination of shooting stars First hand knowledge burn …
It was something something out of a movie scene From Here To Eternity we were laying in the sand tide came up rushing over us all entangled arms and legs finger tips tracing a pathway to the soul your mouth on mine whispering words ...you are so beautiful so beautiful... kissing my neck gentle hands …
The sound of footsteps shuffle by slow drag on the left side some memories linger like a full kiss soft lips boy sitting under a full moon church yard by the lake Parisian night smell of canvas and oils - chalk images outline nude figures hands of romance radiant eyes your touch was all I …
Trilby Yates 