Good evening....

I would like to thank everyone who has welcomed me back by reading my poetry. You guys are great.

Thank you so much, Trish.

Staring endlessly into the vast bluish-grey heavens,
As realms of brilliantly sparkling droplets of crystal,
Bounce unerringly toward golden sands of lost time,
Suspended unnaturally, in the tiny hands of an angel.

Wings spread riding on thermal currents of warmth,
Jetting on, northward, amidst serene stars and planets,
Swirling rapidly in uncharted bands of glowing light,
As intense daydreams are stole by marauding bandits.

Magic fingers trailing stardust across dark night skies,
Sizzling in hues of red, green, gold, silver, and bronze,
As shimmering diamonds, elegant in form and nature,
Aspire to enhance the filaments of dancing sky swans.