QUIET TIME

In my quiet time, I sip a cup of tea.

Doing all the things, that are just for me.

I meditate, I contemplate, I have my time of prayer,

then I go out under the stars, and I simply stare.

In my quiet time, peace and harmony,

I can always find, for they are not far from me.

I love to play with my child all day, but still I need to find,

a little quiet time, to ease my tired mind.

LEARN TO PAUSE

Learn to pause, and to unwind.

Leave all the inner strife behind.

All your worries, kick aside,

this is not the time to hide.

You must learn to feel your soul.

In each life that is your role.

True contentment and peace of mind,

is what we all must learn to find.

PASSION

It's the motivater of the heart, yet can lead one astray.

Yet without passion, there's no life within a day.

Colored full of feeling, and luring to the eye.

It's caught the heart of poets, and for it many die!

Oh, the beauty of passion, glamour for the heart.

Passion moves the cycles, of which we are apart.

Passion gives us hope and dreams, and visions for the night,

giving us a world of vivid hues, of colors filled with light.

So take the seed of passion, and let it grow each day.

Let it bloom within your heart, like a golden ray.

Do not keep it tucked away, but spread it far and wide.

Live your life with passion, do not run or hide!

STING OF DESPAIR

Ah, the sting of despair that life so solemly brings.

When the mind gets fixed, on all the material things.

When the broken spirit needs some clean fresh air,

that mends all the sorrows, from the sting of despair.

Give me the heart-felt joy, that comes each waking day,

when the gift of living, brings the sun my way.

When all these wretched doubts, will leave me well alone,

then with the cobwebs of despair swept out, I can feel at home.

WILL FOLKS MOURN ME

Will folks mourn me, when I'm gone,

or will I simply cease to be,

in their thoughts and in their hearts,

             for eternity?

Will thoughts of me, enter their minds?

How I'd like to know.

Or when I pass into the great beyond,

    will they simply let me go?

SIMPLICITY

To live life simple, to live life free,

nothing ever beats simplicity.

Unfettered and uncluttered from stress from the mind,

leaving all the chaos and inner strife behind.

No material possesions to lead one astray.

No doctrinated beliefs to get in the way.

Free to just focus on being just me.

Nothing is better than simplicity!

A STRANGER'S KIND FACE

There's nothing more alluring than a stranger's kind face,

a smile, a gesture, or a warm embrace.

Like a bed of satin, silk or lace,

There is nothing finer, than a stranger's kind face.

There's nothing more compelling, than a stranger's kind face,

a warmth, and a healing when you feel out of place.

There is nothing in the world , I would want to erase,

if it's filled with the blessing of a stranger's kind face.

TEA TIME

How I love a pot of tea,

It is such a friend to me.

In the winter it keeps me warm,

and gives me comfort in a storm.

There are many teas that I love best.

It keeps my busy mind at rest.

I love a pot, when I read,

it brings delight and fills my need.

SERENITY

Serenity! A lovely word to say.

It permeates my being.

How I wish it stay,

but it is ever fleeing!

INNER CHILD

Oh, the contentment of a child, how I wish I could find,

the joy of the spirit that lies within, and gives you peace of mind.

The ectasy of the soul, that surpasses all other bliss.

Give me this state of the mind, there is nothing better than this.

Free from worries and all cares, give me the child-like way,

when I could linger over all my toys, and find solace and comfort all day.

Free from the plague of the mind, but the old foe keeps coming back,

reminding me of old time pleasures, and everything I lack.

Give me the comfort of my soul, wrapped in ectasy.

The feeling that I can't go wrong, feeling light and free.

Bring forth the inner child in me, like a long lost friend,

so I can enjoy contentment and warmth, and I can laugh again!

MY LIFE

After I breathed my last breath,

do not weep at my death.

Do not mourn me, do not fret,

for God is not finished with me yet.

Out of this world, somewhere up high,

I will freely float and fly.

I will see worlds beyond the sun.

In my spirit, I will be as one.

Do not mourn this life you know,

for everyone must someday go.

Remember your spirit will never end.

We surely will see each other again!

THOUGHTS

Thoughts can fool you, thoughts can deceive,

they can make your heart believe....

Thoughts can run away, into the night,

and take away your shining light!

Thoughts can control you, thoughts can deny.

Thoughts can make you wanna cry.

Thoughts can steal your peace within,

and take away your only friend!

REFLECTIONS

You mirror me, as I mirror you,

we reflect one another, in what we say and do.

Each and every person, is a ripple in the sea,

connecting us to the web of infinity!

THE PATH

There is a path, which I must follow,

it has no certain end.

Onward through infinity,

it stops where it begins!

THE RAIN

I feel the rain caressing my skin,

making me feel young and beautiful once again.

The misty rain kisses my hair and face,

reminding me,

of another time and place.

The rain knows me in a way, no lover can.

An innocent touch,

not felt by any man.

How I yearn for a love, who can kiss like the rain,

taking me further,

than any human domain.

WAITING

Loneliness assails me, in such times as these.

Sometimes my heart feels, in a slumbered freeze.

Oh, come to me my great love, oh come, oh come to me,

take me in your arms of passion, and set me wildly free.

I look at stars of beauty, and moon of glorious shine,

wondering if I'll ever, have my place and time.

To drink in the beauty of the heavens, each night I sit and try,

waiting for the moment, when life won't pass me by.

A LITTLE GIRL IN A BOX

A girl in a box, is what I see.

Trapped in her world, never free.

Longing to go outside and play.

But in her box, is where she'll stay.

A girl in a box, is how I feel.

Wanting to have what is real.

Longing to have the wind in my hair.

Free from my box, without a care.

FALLING FROM GRACE

Falling from grace, that's me,

disappointing, my family.

But if I don't follow my heart,

I'll tear my soul apart.

Then where would I be?



TONIGHT

"Tonight", he says, "we'll do it." I

try and smile but all the while I

cringe inside knowing afterwards

while he says, "I love you", I will

Still feel nothing.



MORNING SECLUSION

The sky, a cerelian blue, full and

clear with nary a cloud in sight. The

hawk circling above looks for a morsel

on the ground. The dogs barking in the 

neighborhood, while a few cars are going by.

The kids getting ready to board the school bus.

Yes, everything is how it should be, including the

overwhelming feeling I am wasting my life away

once again!



REMEMBERANCE

I hear the tingle of chimes on the wind.

And it takes me back to sprinklers and

summer days, playgrounds, milkshakes,

keychains, and you. How I miss your smile

and laughter. With tears falling from my eyes

I know in my heart we can never turn back time!



POTPOURI

The aromas of Rose, Lavender, and Jasmin;

filling up my senses, lightening my spirit.

Transporting my mind to places unknown.



SEA DREAMS

She lay there sleeping, dreaming of dolphins

and fairies and flying on gossamer wings.

Her long hair splayed across the sand,

wrapped up in blankets of waves.

In her world of dreams, where all is innocent

and she can dance in the moonlight with the fairies.

As the sun slowly sets, her sleeping smile and tender sighs

tell the story of her dream,

as she rides upon unicorns

amd runs through fields of poppies.

Burning brighter than a star she floats on clouds

and slides down the rings of the planets,

for no one has taken her dreaming away.

As the waves serenly dance upon her legs

and the stars shine bright,

she dreams still more into the night,

knowing nothing is impossible when you dream!



I AM A WOMAN

I am a woman, sensual to the core;

mysterious, curious, and hard to ignore.

I like to feel silk, satin and lace,

the touch of a hand carresing my face.


I am a woman, serious and mild.

Sometimes I am innocent, other times wild.

I like soft words whispered at night;

a walk in the dark under moonlight.


I am a woman, loving and fair;

erotic, exotic, and blissfully aware.

I like to be alluring but true.

I am a woman, I am calling to you!



ENCHANTED DREAM

She lay within her enchanted dream;

clouds of mist filled the air. The song

of the night whispering words of love

within her ear as lay dreaming of

the one who claimes her heart and soul.



A soft and sensual breeze gently carresses

her hair as it silenty flows into her room.

Like a lover's tender touch it evokes it's

magic spell on the sleeping enchantress



She sighs a warm and blissful sigh as the

moonlit night casts it's glow. So she smiles

 into the night knowing all is possible in

an enchanted dream!



MORNING HAS BROKEN

Morning has broken, and so have my dreams.

They live in the realm where starlight gleams.

Though morning brings a halo of light.

I always live for the deepest night.



Morning has broken, bringing forth it's golden ray .

I live through it, for me it's just another day.

But when the stars peek through the veil of light,

My dreams come forth in the deepest night.



DESERT SANDS

She dreams as she wanders through the hot desert sand,

like a wayward gypsy from ancient times. A Hawk screeching

wildly above, like a guardian dreamer connecting her to the

sands of reality, while she is lost in her dreams.



The song of the desert wind invokes visions of caravans

and sheiks riding under of jewels and beauty. And

beautiful gypsys dancing under the moon, calling to

them their dreams of the desert.



SWEET CITY WOMAN

Sweet city woman,with green emerald eyes,

you take to your fancy; alluring and wise.

Many the men that fall at your feet,

with your tinkling bells and smile so sweet.


Sweet city woman with glamour and delight,

you dazzle each day and light up the night.

In your clapper girl fancy you walk down the street.

Smiling and humming and dancing your feet.


Sweet city woman the night life your game.

Under the starlight, you walk in your fame.

Dancing and laughing the night time away,

loving in the night and living each day.



GYPSY NIGHT

Tonight I go into the woods. The whisper of magic is in the air.

The golden glow of the moon weaves her fiery spell upon my soul.

I got the gypsy blood in my heart tonight. It's got a hold of my

soul and won't let go. I feel the energy of the anicent spheres

running down my body with pure delight and I dance the night

away.



THE MUSIC OF SILENCE

The music of silence fills my being like satin

sheets and fragrant roses. The air is permeated

with concertos of moonlight and stars. I feel the

vibrations of farway melodies played with chellos

and violins. Like a song of fairy delight that lights

up my soul and takes me to lands unknown.


The music of silence fills my senses with perfumed

Jasmin and the scent of foreign trees and skies of

deepest blue. I start to dance like I am on a carpet

ride of pure ectasy. I realize I have become the music

and I ride on the wind to places not of this world. The

secret is; all things are of music. The music of life!



LIKE A LITTLE CHILD

Like a little child, I am frightened of the dark,

until you remind me, I am a little spark,

of pure light!


Then visions of monsters and creatures of the night,

simply vanish into the myst of the light,

of the stars!


The beauty of your face in the visions that I see,

remind me that you are always a special part of me,

forever more!



IMAGINE

A giant lake up in the sky

with clouds as ships sailing by,

all upon the waters of blue

only seen by a few.


The stars shine in a midnight sky

which are like lighted firefly.

Or jewels cast upon a crown,

majestically proud looking down.


The Butterfly as the fairy air

bringing beauty everywhere.

Seen with eyes from above,

projecting out their endless love.


The Birds sing out their joyous song,

to comfort us the whole night long.

Bringing two hearts from afar,

together no matter where they are.


Just look up into the sky

and see the lake and Butterfly.

Or the stars sparkling light

and hear the birds singing in the night.


And know the beauty that lies within,

then ancient music on the wind.

Imagine the wonders you can see,

if you allow your soul to be!



YOU ARE VERY SPECIAL

You are very special in everything you do,

in every way you look; in every way you view.

Do not be discouraged when others turn away,

for you are very special each and everyday.


You are very special in every way you are,

just like a beautiful bright and shining star.

Always remember to thine own heart be true,

for you are very special just by being YOU!



THREE YOUNG LADIES

They sat in the parlor listening to the serenade of the night,

three young ladies of beauty's delight.

Brushing their long hair and dreaming of a midsummer's day,

when upon the winds of love they will fly away.


A charming melody, they bask in the glow,

and dance in the way, only dreamers know.

Sultry, and sensual; the scent of fragrant air,

the pull of the song and the flow of their hair.


They dance all together; a fair sight to see,

dazzled and mingled with the night's mystery.

Their laughter ripples into the deep of the night,

three young ladies of beauty's delight!



We never really take the time to smell a single flower.
And as the thunderstorm goes by, do we really feel the power?
We go on living day by day, with a simple breath of air.
But what if we woke up to find, our next moment wasn't there?

We are alive, we are someone,
so pick yourself up, and dust yourself off,
and feel the morning sun.
We are alive!

Is gratitude what we feel as we take each coming breath?
Or do we look upon our lives as just another death?
Do we see the colored hues within the rainbow band?
Come, touch someone with inspiration; it's time to make our stand.

We are alive, we are someone,
so pick yourself up, and dust yourself off,
and feel the morning sun.
For we are alive!

Don't just smile with your lips, but feel it through your eyes.
Take time to gaze at the stars above, and feel the sun arise.
Don't forget to love someone,even if it's hard to do.
Tell someone you thought of them; hey they might say it too!

We are alive, we are someone,
so pick yourself up, dust yourself off,
and feel the morning sun.
We are alive!