Birthday Wishes...1.28.2011

I don’t know what the future holds
can’t clearly recall the past,
without adding and subtracting this or that

But, I do know where I am standing today
and from this angle when the light is right
you remind me of a painting I once inhaled at the Met…

Visions of happily ever after dance in fields of wild flowers,
the peaceful scent of lavender floating in the air
and I believed you were the one forever and ever
hand in hand reminiscing on the front porch as the day grows old
a piece of anticipated heaven here on earth

Another life story that did unfold an ending never written

So while the day fades into night and
the music begins to roll
like the flip side of gentle rocking
peaceful reverie leading the way...
there is a clear path paved with birthday wishes
and memories of another time,

Quietly taking a step into new beginnings,
always keeping you in this heart of mine ~


© 2011 Trilby Yates

Fade Away

Waited past midnight for stones tossed on the window pane,
Til the Sand Man made his way and sent me on an alternative journey ~
Mr. Goodbar took my hand leading me to dreams of another kind…
Singing lullabies with fingers crossed and a wink of the eye,

You - reluctantly fade away ~

Early morning light, rays shining through the window’s pane…
They spoke in hushed tones of old and new as if you had been mislaid,
Only I know of your true demise and your favorite hiding place~
Their veracity and rhetoric suffocated you to the core,
With secret ties and swaying lies, clutching hands like deceptive lovers…
Some bonds are never broken, easily…hearts and spirits untamed
We would kiss in filtered shadows, thrilled and wanting more
As the grains of sand unknowingly slipped beneath our feet
Yours and mine, entwined promises - slit of the wrist our blood mingles
Lovers in the night ~
And time is of no value in a world indulged with illusive rants and raves
While outside, looking beyond the golden gates and high walls…I wonder,
Do you remember me…more thought than question posed…
Touching deep, a bullet lodged in the left side of your brain
You were an easy target with an X conveniently marking the spot
“…taking a breath now is like a dagger’s jagged edge…”
“Never cutting clean through…” your whispered words subside
I miss your smile – corners taped with glimmering hope
The naiveté in your eyes is now hazed over and grey
A permanent reality has been fit to an inconsequential mold –
And you no longer really exist…

…and…

I - reluctantly fade away~


© 2011 Trilby Yates

Love is a mirror....

Sticks to skins
the beat plays on
off in a lofty place
the vibration of cymbals
chime with emotion
as the angels recall
a song
once sung
and it doesn’t’ matter
who the player is
as long as they play
with veracity
now and then
come together
like film clips
that drop to the floor
telling a tale
with notes and words
that move between
the spaces in silence
yet can hold their own
with integrity
a sense of magic
with all its intrigue
creates a moment
when time takes pause
to listen and to reflect

Love is a mirror….

© 2011 Trilby Yates

A New Year ~ 2011

A new year...beginnings and endings...starting and stopping...letting go and holding on.

Circles of smoke rise from funeral pyre
as the day closes blanketing
the end of another year
and as the heart traces outlined memory
a map from head to soul
there is no cause to forget our dreams –
love and light shift
like the tide
and seasons are an intimidating reminder
like a tap from above
that our days are numbered
with caution thrown to the wind
we take a chance on the unknown ~

© 2011 Trilby Yates