"where the night clouds ebb and flow like a tide"

the clouds roar their
thunder, balance
against the sky like a
set of scales
while the rain,
heavy and dreadful,
soaks the hot ground turning
the trickling stream back into
a buoyant wave chattering
to rock and silver leaf
of summer’s blossoming
dream.

love poem
"where love is a wave that splashes on the sand"

when a heart
loves
the stars surrender
to the heavens,
the moon catches her breath
and the avenues
of silence become
voice. i follow the
path to my love,
i die for him,
i live for him,
like a spartan
in the heat of battle,
like a flower in the
mist.

the bright sky is wrapped in
summer, we no longer wait
for flower or ghost,

a miracle of light, the tongue
of the sun flicks like a snake,

the world is gaudy, hung in
petal chambers, where the sky
ripples like a blue pool,

the heat is deafening and blinding
its love a turquoise bird
blasting the earth with
its wings of fire.

Surrounded by peals of
thunder,
Little Cat rides the tree,
Gripping with talons
****** deep in the wood
Lashed by the wind that
blows no good,
Soaked by the rain,
So misunderstood,
Then lightning strikes,
Oh!
Poor Kit-e
'spose she'll make a
change,
From KFC.

Its always at the end of the dream..
The final view from afar and close..
A bright cloud in the night sky..
Made of all colors the eye could see..
And from the cloud dances the lightning..
In colorful arcs the electric paintbrush strokes..
I have always thought the cloud to be an idea inside of my mind..
Or should I say ideas!
A batch of whimsical thoughts and stories within..
The lightning, and now something new..
The halos!
They're now halos that float out from the cloud..
The halo is made up of all colors that my eyes have ever seen..
They float to the stars and back down into the cloud..
I think its time for me to share my stories...