~ Magic ~

A cold night wind

blows slowly across

the emerald countryside.

Stars sparkle

like diamonds 

set on black velvet.

Magic rides through the night,

slipping silently through the grass

dancing with the trees.

Then lighting

but for a moment

upon the great green head

of a sleeping dragon.

It tickles and enchants him

his ears prick

and twitch

this way and that.

His soft wings

lift gracefully

with the magic currents.

His dreams suddenly sparkle

electric blue.

Puffs of green dragon smoke

gently send the magic

onward

swirling

slipping, sliding

gracefully through the grass

Looking here

there

everywhere at once

for another

whose dreams 

it can touch.

~ Memories ~

Floating 
like petals in the wind
memories of our journeys
dance through my mind.

Each delicate and unique
and chasing each other
in intricate spirals.

Sometimes moving so quickly
as to become one unending
tornado of color.

Some break away
caught in unseen currents
and drift out of sight
forgotten.

Finding their way to the flowing river,
they rest gently on the surface 
and are carried away
lost forever.

As I sit on the banks
watching those that remain
remembering, smiling
and sometimes crying
I can feel you close to me.

Reaching out 
and into the ever changing swarm of color,
I close my hand and bring one close
feeling it fluttering 
like a trapped butterfly 
against my palm.

Some I let go to rejoin the others
Some I keep, 
pressing them between the pages of my mind
ever close 
so I can remember them again and again.

~ Sunrise~

A mirrored sea

reflects the golden sunrise.

Ripples of tender harmony

play lightly on the tide

as our boat rests gently

in the current

swaying with the flow

and rocking us softly

with the melody.

A peaceful gull

floats through the air

rising and falling

with the song of our heart.

The deep blue sea

stretches before us,

and the warm summer wind

guides our sails foward

where no storms

darken our horizons.

Just distant lands, waiting

to be created by dreamers

and discovered by lovers.

~ Raindrops ~

A kaleidoscope of blurring raindrops

hit the window pane

and turn to running rivers

joining and splitting

again and again

until they reach the bottom

and leap off the ledge

in a cascading waterfall

hitting the puddles below

sending intricate ripples

rushing away

carrying leaves on the currents

like small boats

caught on never ending waves

rising and falling

spinning and twirling 

until they hit a distant shore

and tumble onto the banks

resting atop one another

higher and higher

dancing here and there 

under the crying sky.

~ Whispers ~

Whispers in the night

gentle words

finding their way

though the darkness

reaching, flowing

riding the heartbeat

to the soul.

~Crystal Turtles ~

Surrounded by the night

the hot summer wind at my back,

I stand transfixed

gazing skyward

as the stars light the way to forever.

Radiant 

glowing white hot

pulsing with my heartbeat,

they come alive in the darkness.

And as if by magic

 become crystal turtles

set off swimming 

into the depths of midnight.

~The Dream~

The waves, playing their endless

rhythm against the shore,

wash the beach clean 

then sink slowly back into the sea.

We walk side by side

you and I.

Your hand in mine

and our gazes locked.

There has never been anything 

that feels as right

as us, alone

without the world.

I close my eyes to feel everything.

My hand in yours,

the warmth and comfort

of your body next to mine.

The sand, soft

beneath our feet.

The distant cry of the gulls

as they float on the passing breeze.

Everything is more right

more perfect than I could have ever hoped.

I open my eyes to look at you,

to share my deepest thoughts.

But the beach is empty

my hand is cold

and the sand feels hard

beneath my feet.

Where did you go?

Why did you leave?

Or were you never here

and it was all a dream?

I sit on the sand

alone and wanting

wanting you more than I should

more than I know will ever be.

~ Time ~

Standing on the edge of time

as the currents begin to flow.

Feeling all the days go by,

watching the season flow.

The weeks go by like seconds,

the years go by in a flash.

The visions of my future 

are soon memories of my past

~ Alone ~

The jagged rocks

rising above the pounding waves

remind me of how 

we

used to reach for the stars

at night 

alone.

Speaking to each other 

with only our thoughts.

Now

as the tide rises

only the outline of the rocks 

is left.

And that too 

is swallowed

by the raging sea.

Just as our dreams

had slowly died 

and disappeared 

into the past.

~The Blanket~

The delicate pieces of my life

so frayed...

Torn away from the fabric

that once covered me

and protected my soul.

I touched them,

felt the ragged edges

hanging

loosely free.

I cried as I place them away

knowing I could never

fix what had been done,

the pieces now 

forever

separate.

My days turned to years

as time became a flowing river

taking me with its current

silently carrying me places

ever further from my beginnings.

The moments of awareness

were few

as I held onto 

what little I could...

frightened, alone

until all I could do was sleep

praying as I surrendered to the darkness

that I would be taken from the pain

and released from the anguish 

that tormented my heart.

And as I slowly let go
feeling my body falling, spinning
 becoming one with the eternal blackness,

I awoke,

quietly, 
alone

on the soft banks of my once raging river.

The morning sun

warm, gentle 

streaming though the trees.

And covering me

the blanket of my past

now sewn together
 in delicate stitches

and placed quietly over my body 

as I slept.

 Who found me,

reached out
and pulled me in?

Who found my blanket

torn and put sadly away

so long ago

and pieced it together

 so it could once again wrap me in it's comfort,
 warming me

gently in the depths of the night

And then carried me to the morning

safe, loved

and forever secure?

.