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…
A shooting star moment When reality crosses over From wishful thinking To the end of second guessing And it's in that momentEyes close several deep breathes A pause and a decision To let goTo make space for loveFor the possibility of loveAnd/or to acknowledge That the future is a solo trip And the journey Can …
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 …
I wish you were my friend my confidant lover the one that would hold me close when the wind doesn't blow the one that would keep the sails full even though all odds are against us and when the shadows from a dark past come to surface you alone would illuminate my senses clearing the …
Romantic sunset slips into the abyss another solitary slumber while the man in the moon rises to the occasion off in the distance love shadows clarity never coming into full view star light star bright lost on the wishes of the night all that matters Heaven above baby's breath angel dove... © 2013 Trilby
Trilby Yates 