1. Memories, For, When I Am. (Being edited 2024)

Nightsky

Because I tend to come out at night to admire things every once in a while to get away.

Moonlight shone bright

Moon dazzling in the night

Won't you stay to shine tonight

Of which of all of your phases

All are fascinatingly beautiful

Painting vividly on the sky

As if it were a canvas

Upon which it meticulously

Hangs fray in the night sky,

I do give my regards to

All the stars that watch

Closely as they gleam

Dancing till dawn as

The morn' tears away

At the nights seams

Into new grace to be beheld

Of bright yellows and oranges

And yellow greens

Sing oh night sky of your

Sweet melodious melody

Of your vast abyss of dark and

Venetian blues that I do and did

Have captured and perceived by

Mine eyes that did detail the

Desire at such beauty to weep

At such my lips did move and

From them I spake of the moon

On her cosmic pedestal on high

Shining, gleaming, lighting the night

Oh of the night sky I do live hereunder

By day brake it does sunder

And the draft of fond memories of

The nights alluring embrace did

Reach into recognition

And display to me dusk's Venetian blue

Canvas where the stars dance and

The moon paints sapphire-amethyst clouds

Once more.