Storm Warning

The lights... They flicker,
The sky stirs round.
Inside I rage...
The tears rain down.

The thunder crashes
Inside my head.
I duck and cover
Within my bed.

The sirens ignite...
Begin to wail.
A warning sent...
I must not fail.

The wind it drives...
Relentlessly.
Pushing my future,
My "Supposed to be...".

The passing seconds,
Eternally feel...
The pressure spikes.
My dreams unreal.

But before too long,
the system abates.
My fears and doubts
now held by Fates.

The colors change
from red to green.
All thunderstorms
End in the serene.

© 2013 MCN

Good evening, Vietnam

It is a wonderful feeling when I experience my soul merging with that of others throughout the world. No matter the language, religion, or geographical culture, we all live one day at a time on this breathing globe. When I look at the countries across the seas who are sharing my journey of balance, I feel warm and secure. We truly are all one... Thank you Vietnam for joining the ranks.

Fingers crossed!

Sumitted 3 poems and one compression prose - creative nonfiction today... The wheels are turning and time will reveal all!

Stars in Motion

We know in our conscious mind that the world is always spinning. Ever so often, we can actually feel the universe spiral around us. It unfolds; it expands, out of control. Reeling with power and purpose... Those are the moments of late. Life is transforming from "my wildest dreams" to mindbending reality. There is purpose to the day... Power in the process... So eloquent as comes into being. From opposite corners of the country, the globe, the plan is in motion accompanied by unabridged laughter. The pieces are falling into their ethereal places.

Update on the progress of my dreams... Stay tuned

The weekend was engaging but the week has slowed my progress a bit. I have still found time to write some new pieces and network a good bit. I feel like a dam has cracked somewhere inside and the words and sentiments are flooding me... I am making note of them as they flow and coming up with some fantastic ideas! Next week begins the submission process... A lot to learn about that. Sweden and the Netherlands are now on my audience list... Super cool!!!!

Xylophone

He bangs on the rainbow
With a gleam in his eye
Learns to coordinate
My smart little guy

He adds to the chorus...
His little plastic blocks.
Then clicks of the tongue
as the floor sounds with knocks.

His animals watch
And applaud with glee
As the small yellow mallet
longs to be free

Plastic to metal
A harmonious song
My sweet little baby...
He won't be long

© MCN 5/2013

Do Over

My muscles ache.
My back is sore.
I took a trip
And hit the floor.

I fell face first,
Just like a tree.
The words "TIMBER"
Accompanying me.

I jumped right up,
A little too quick.
The sight before me
Made me sick.

Not my blood,
Was scattered round.
But my first cup of coffee
Adorned the ground.

Across the wall,
The toys, and floor...
That great morning magic
Existed no more.

That's when I cried...
I screamed and wailed.
The start of my day
Had brazenly failed.