Poems

Here are a few poems that I wrote. The first is about light and the second is about a night at the MIA.

A Day In The Sky
I wake up and the morning is all about me. Sky dark blue, air laden with frost. The ice dances on the glass. The cold causes me to tremble. A roar, a glance, and I am off, soaring through the morning landscape. Echoes of humanity abound.
The bright sunshine sparkles. Gentle yet hearty gusts, periwinkle gazing down at me. I bask in the glow of the warm light, while the spindly tree-tips dance. The sun and I are both glad to be here while it lasts.
The sky is velvet, black and dreamy. The night air is cold, you can hear the hum of cars in the distance. Breath floats up like tiny clouds that disappear. The shining pearl of the moon looks down at me. The rhinestone stars look like they are keeping a secret. There is beauty in quiet and stillness.

Artsy
Light, sound, music, the floor shines like glass. It crinkles beneath my feet as I trod about looking, taking it all in. The air and the open space dazzle, inviting you to take flight. Conversation, chatter simmers through the air. The sun explodes into creation. I exit, drunk now on the auras of the art and the architecture. The cold kiss of a December night embraces me.