Essence of a thought
drifting through in a dream,
words falling down like water
on the edge of a deeper sleep.
Slipping away in the ether
of cloud-like images born
in memory banks now opened
and blooming in the blink of an eye.
We remember the fragments,
the smallest petal of beauty
the shades of moods
in day-to-day dealings,
words of simplicity slip through
and ground the mind in
a quiet peace.
Where is it now,
those things remembered
having rolled off of the tip of the tongue
in the dark hours of calm
I can’t recall the name
of that moment
as I had then,
saddest things of magnificence
once alive
now a ghost of the shadow self.

Amongst the stars

The silence
deafening in its nature,
silky stars light the blanket
of midnight darkness
a thousand diamonds
hosting brilliant beams,
slipping me in to their warm cocoon
yet still cold I float
amongst the stars
searching for signs
of life.
Bluest of blue spread before me
and the movement of a small lizard piques the awareness
its breath a subtle in to out
as it watches me watching it,
his mission perhaps to sidetrack the mind,
turning my gaze back
knowing there is more to see
beyond the reality before me
dotted landscape drawing me in
to float in the ether
of now.
Ripples lull the senses
and the distant bird call breaks the air,
silence a word now passed
I listen for the sounds
of blinking satellites that slide before my eyes,
movement slow and steady
the red sky beacon breaks the beauty
and I reach out to bat it away,
a mosquito or insect breaking my thoughts
of this zen-like mojo moment,
I breathe in and close my eyes
to remember the time in seconds
when peace stood still for me
and I felt its warm embrace,
knowing I could not fall while held
as I became one with the way
and the blues and purples meshed
into the shroud of heaven
and for just that second I smiled,
knowing this was just another sign
of being lost in time.

Pool of color

Beneath the surface pools
beauty lingers waiting
a refill of the shallow tank needed
to release
the stars that cling.
The sound of water that gives life
over the small mountain rock
the bluest horizon of waves
so close yet so far.
The moon moves and sets pace
the tides will fill and empty
the earthen net that caught
the life for view
by the mortal that lives above,
enchanting the senses for scenic images
before sweeping back out
to the under water world
the stars will move
above and below
in magic splendor
reflected drop by drop
of precious serum that saves.

My mind keeps singing Under the Sea from the Little Mermaid….I don’t know….that’s just how my mind flows….more coffee me thinks 🙂 have a beautiful day ❤