A slowly drifting sherbet dream
is falling off into the horizon;
the colors so calming and serene
I’m mesmerized but clearly realizing,
the day is kissing us goodnight.
Floating into the nothingness
behind to where nobody knows;
wholly enveloped in the darkness
into my unconsciousness it grows;
dreams explode under a shimmering satellite.
Shuddering is the night
from a winter’s breathe;
the wind screaming from frostbite
not even a blanket of clouds bring relief
as the leaves toss and turn in the night.
And I don’t feel or hear a thing.
Copyright by NewLife2008
