Contemplating the dreams of memories
As they float on a cloud of slumber
Picking out the A B C’s
Of spoken promises as they stir
Amongst the swirl of conversations
Brought to mind from the day
Sinking deeper into feather down cushions
My mind looks for a favourite dream to stay
So it can lift me from the clutter
Of a mind that’s lost control
Filled with voices as they ramble and mutter
Smothering my body and my soul
Dreams please take me deep, into the well
Of warm waters of an enchanted vale
Where forget-me-not purple flowers dwell
And there I can fade into the misted pale.

Heard the news today
It was expected but not
And a voice born to sing
Was brought to quick silence
Thousands will remember the sound
Of the songs and the joy
That your poems put to music can bring
Cliché to say it, but fitting to do
Thank you for your music

May you find peace
As your voice adds to the harmony
Of the sound of heavenly chorus
God bless.

I remember you
Your laugh was loud
Infectious to a crowd
How your shoulders shook
As tears fell from your eyes

Gifting smiles to strangers
As if you knew who they were
And they responded, as if you were sure
You always entered a room like a hurricane
And left people never feeling the same

Life was an adventure
To be lived to the absolute full
You were the larger than life china shop bull
Collecting people as you charged through life
Quickly embraced into the whirlwind of you

Lifting my life into sonic sound
I lost my feeling with the ground
As I clung to your tail, we blazed a trail
Then I cried as your shooting star fell
Hitting Earth with shattering force

Then like a clockwork toy
Your life began to unwind
And calmness began visiting your mind
Days were spent in tranquil reflection
And quiet laughter was shared, of times remembered

A chasm too large to measure
Has scarred this orbiting home
And light has faded in your catacomb
I feel the weight of the gravity pull
And the world will mourn the loss of you

Water falls into turquoise lagoons
Where softly dusted butterfly wings
Chastely kiss a blue sky mirror
As the sun admires its reflection
Dressed up in cotton white clouds
Vibrant birds fluff out their feathered costumes
Listening as warm winds pass through talking trees
Hidden in a desert of lush green foliage
Enclosed in a ring of bleach white sand
As deep blue water guards the periphery
Of this last of Eden’s islands

In the early dew I see a world reflected
A living sphere of possibilities
And as a new days sun traverses the horizon
Joy is born within its gleams of golden red
Breathing in the crisp morning breezes
I watch the day warm. Another day has begun.