STARS

Stars

Glowing livid stars

Lucid stars that shine at night

Sparkling bright on ebony

Clouds loom distant stricking them

Engulfing dark eternity

Until a glimpse is seen

A single sparkle winks at me!

Journaling

I arrive with great anticipation
to my journal,
my haven.
A time,
a place to unwind,
relax,
be myself
and go wherever my mind will take me.

Capturing my tempest day
the ebb and flow of good and bad
and search my soul that lies within
yet lingers on a wave.

I conjure up a better plan
where tree tops reach the highest sky
and climbing there
find winds that blow
my golden locks behind my back
with freshness breathing deep inside
to fill what's empty there.

Then suddenly, I'm lifted up
to a flight that lifts me high,
to soar where only I can go;
then settling back
I lay aside
my fully written page.