Night
The night's sweet breath billows,
curling into rings
Swirling forever outward
like ripples on a pond
A single bird sings
a lullaby or a dirge
As you give up your hold on reality
and you teeter on the verge
of...
dreams...

Misty's Ramble
today is a good day
is tomorrow even better?
today is tomorrows yesterday
only time will tell what shall happen
so I shall ask her
in my dream
I'm singing myself to sleep
but listening is good for you
throw a stone into the lake
watch the ripples
round and round
until there's nothing left
but the star I stand on