I figured this was as good a place as any to post this. I have a book of poetry (see top of the page) and I wanted to share one of the poems.
Lucid Night
Rising on ethereal wings, a moonless night
Lucid dreams are in the air tonight
Gossamer flaps in the breeze, pink and purple sight.
Phantom winds are in the air tonight.
Pearly clouds illuminate, dreams are glowing cold
Distant rhythms vibrate my glittering soul
Stars, wet with birth, eagerly they shine
Upon the forests and the fields and seas of liquid time
Vengeful spirit riders, softly closing in
On their hell-born steeds comprised of spectral wind
Angels in the distance, percussion from their hearts
Dancing in the sonic wind
Dancing in the sonic wind
Shadows in the morning mist, silent in the gloom
Tongues about their faces flick, whisperings of doom
Angels phasing into stars, never come this way;
Time has pierced the soul of night – now breathe the light of
day
Lucid Night
Rising on ethereal wings, a moonless night
Lucid dreams are in the air tonight
Gossamer flaps in the breeze, pink and purple sight.
Phantom winds are in the air tonight.
Pearly clouds illuminate, dreams are glowing cold
Distant rhythms vibrate my glittering soul
Stars, wet with birth, eagerly they shine
Upon the forests and the fields and seas of liquid time
Vengeful spirit riders, softly closing in
On their hell-born steeds comprised of spectral wind
Angels in the distance, percussion from their hearts
Dancing in the sonic wind
Dancing in the sonic wind
Shadows in the morning mist, silent in the gloom
Tongues about their faces flick, whisperings of doom
Angels phasing into stars, never come this way;
Time has pierced the soul of night – now breathe the light of
day