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…
I dance in the rain allowing the tears of angels to jump from aboveand dance...along with meMy heart sings a particular tune, more of a hum; soothing the child within me We are connected by the separations, dots and dasheshands held in unisonI dance wrapped in fear, hope and the light of the goddessesacknowledging what …
When the world is spinning out of control and there is no direction - up or down All I want to do is jump from here to there, never to return to this place of malice But, the background sound of life's merry-go-round drowns out and mutes the roar that rumbles just beneath the skin's …
If I say words soft and gentle, harsh or vulgar, hold my child close to my breast or have none by choice; if I walk in high heels or barefoot, juggling life and love, work; either way it is all perception depending on which way you hold the prism rainbow glare magnifying all that is …
The arms of love Wrapped around me Small boy Baby child Little angel with The brightest of eyes Cherishing and grateful For all of what this life Has unfolded before me ..and it took a while But I have come to know Life is what we make of it As time slowly passes - and …
Hands held tight our lives hanging by a thread Newport nights comfort in a smile kisses deep with passion and promise hopes that this crazy world could stop for us for a moment just one single moment in time when all that we saw heard felt would remain true and timeless... ...but nothing seems to …
Trilby Yates 