Daydreams afloat

fluff afloat

A gentle summer zephyr carries my wishes away Swirling and dancing on tiny eddies of air Rising towards the warming sun Tickling my fingertips, ruffling my hair Daydreams lift me higher Buoying my spirit Afloat above the maddening fray

Death loses His way

Death got lost on His way to a collection Being male, He refused to ask for direction Relying only on His GPS An error message stalled progress Allowing His prey time for resurrection * In remembrance of Sir Terry Pratchett, author and creator of Discworld; died March 12, 2015.