Night falls over a tired soul,

Leaving random thoughts at the close of the day

On how truly we are blessed

By the kindness of friends,

By the strength of words,

By the hope for a new day,

For the depth of a thought for healing.

I cannot leave here yet tonight,

Without a simple thank you

For being you,

For hearing,

For understanding,

For a virtual holding of a hand

For it is here where I am alive,

It is here where I read souls like mine,

It is here where I belong

Lost amongst the words that move,

That shine

That become alive

From faces I may never know,

From places I may never see

But you make it real,

You make me smile as I lay me down to sleep

That this is all in life I need

To see me through

Until tomorrow comes to say


Good morning,

Welcome my friend, once more….

I am feeling so blessed tonight…thank you for all that you do, with each word, each smile…words are never enough. 

Peace, love and a healing light,


A drop of sweetness

I dreamt of beauty,

beauty inspired by the touch of your lips ,

lips so soft upon mine as I lay waiting,

waiting and watching the dream unfold,

unfolding like a new bloom on the rose.

I flew through skies the color of purple

purple setting sun echoes rippling on meadows.

The rain fell upon us as the sun switched course,

coursing through my veins the blood so hot-

hot enough to cast moisture on my sleeping form,

formless we became one.

One moment of a thousand dreams,

dreams that leave me wondering where is the memory

memory that slips away like a drifting fog

fog of emptiness dissipates when gone away,

away from the edge of my thought-

thoughts that lent beauty and magic to the night,

night that slips beyond back into day-

daydreams that read like a sonnet or poem-

poems of splendor and passion-

passion like the purple of a rose unfolding,

unfolding like your arms as they pull me close.