The Breath of Silence

In order to feel it,
You must be alone,
With no one around,
It may reach out to you,
A sharp, soft whisper,
The breath of silence.
It may brush against your neck,
Gently, with the tip of a finger,
It traces your spine,
Before slipping away
As silently as it had come.

Here's to 2015

(Written 1/1/16)

Here's to 2015,
A year of should'ves and shouldn't'ves,
A year of regrets and stories to tell.
Here's to 2015,
A year of nos and yesses,
A year of curses and blessings.
Here's to 2015,
A year of offense and pride,
A year of laughter and tears.
Here's to 2015,
A year of love and hate,
A year of violence and peace.
Here's to 2015,
A year of magic and reality,
Another year of life.

So here's to 2015,
A year of excitement and change.
Goodbye, 2015.