And the sun begins;
Hot damp rays which
Glow in the morning,
Glaze in the evening
And blaze in the afternoon,

And dusk begins;
of feathery air and fireflies,
Hot as firey amber,
Cool as a sea of Shadow
Growing long as day grows old

And the summer fire fades;
Long red rays dip below the sea
The cool blue air like water
Drips through the open windows
And sets cool hands on fevered flesh

The early
          Summer
                        Sets
In a blaze

     And night becomes the world

Sleepily in bliss with you,
We turn and sway under the fullness
of the velvet stars for company,
Drawing warmth
from each other's embrace;
A moonlight waltz

The stormy shore does blow
With all its wind and might
Then waves will crash
On rocks and splash
All throughout the night

***

Frothy waves tremble uneasily,
Seasick on the rolling tide
Shaken waters, choppy waves
Stormy seas on oceans wide

***

The troubled sea rolls in to shore
To bash along the rocky floor
And brushes quaint, the fishing boats
All of which no longer floats

***

The waves beneath my feet
My feet upon the pier
Day grows short, the end draws near
And dance along the rocky shore
For ever and forever more

***

Sea birds fly like kites
Soaring through the gusty winds
Sprayed by sea, they dance
In stormy revelry,
their wingéd fins of feathers
hoist them higher than the sails
Of ships, or spray of whales

Pretty little dandelions
Don't sit in nice neat rows
They follow their hearts and their dreams
And where the wind does blow

I love my hardy dandelions
They know to persevere
Their little songs will always flow
Where gardeners can't hear

They will not drop
For silly things
Like being torn
Or poisonings

And These dear sweet flowers
Let their beauty show
In their stunning yellow smiles
And fluffy white tufts kids blow
For hours

And so my pretty dandelions
Yes, they go where others should
But they do their best as they can
And I promise they'll be good

Midnight phone calls
Whisper stolen words

The night wafts by
Like the scent of food
And the stars hang in utter stillness;
Wishes suspended on dreams

Silver sliver
In the dark
Hits my chest
To pierce my heart;
Moonstruck child

A new way
A new look
Its not the same
A wonderful change
And here to stay
So why not say
How beautiful it is
And will be.

History wasn't made
By people who were the same
They were all born different
And lived through the pain
To the gain.

Pave your own way
No matter what they do
'Cause nothing can deter
You beautiful you (:

Music in silence
Is the swish of leaves on trees
The shush of the breeze
The smiles on buttercups
The sweet clovers wishing you luck
The coy wiles of roses
And the big blue sky that never imposes
The sound of frost creeping over every
         blade of grass at night
The first, and last, few rays of light
The brush of feathers
And dew straining on silken tethers
The silhouette of seas afar
The promise and hush of sleepy stars
The sun warmed dirt beneath our feet;
The song of silence never misses a beat

Wafting through your home in a housecoat,
Ends trailing, you hold the railing.
Put cereal in your bowl, and eat it cold;
Thoughts dragged to dreams,
Your hands to your pen,
Putting words to emote the leaves
And they cling falteringly to starving trees
On the brink of release-
You sit back in your hard chair,
Almost not even there,
Gaze an empty stare,
You see beyond your caging walls,
Magic is alive! Songs in the skies and wind!
Who said crazy was a sin?
I'll say its amazing, go back to your dream
And draw it, paint it, write it again
See it, live it again.
And then, share some with me
So I, too can see.