Dream on the Horizon I sail the ocean toward the setting sun to find my dreams that hide within the sky. And I will travel till my days are done, to live just one before I say goodbye. I search for fantasies within the clouds and pray that one will rain down over me. To lift the veil that all too often shrouds the eyes that all my lifetime could not see. As dusk's horizon waves goodbye to day, it tells me I have many miles to go. Until tomorrow, stars shall light my way and in my sleep, determined dreams will grow. I will survive the storms, and I shall see the dreams on the horizon meant for me. Sunrise Sonnet The morning sun reflects off water's mist The river nods and goes about her way. Her foamy crests blush for they have been kissed so gently by the dawn of a new day. The red and orange sky is all aglow, and jealous rocks turn green as they erode. The sleepy fish all jump to see the show, enjoying Mother Nature a la mode. The day widens her smile and rises high. The river sings in currents as she raves. In whispers, moonlight hushes its goodbye, and slowly disappears into the waves. The waterfall holds sparkles of the dawn and glimmers as she deftly rages on. Infatuation Infatuation fills my passion's drive. My heart and mind get high upon its buzz. The spell it weaves just makes me feel alive. Let's face it. That's just what obsession does. The object of your ardor does no wrong. You only see perfection in your gaze. Excitement strings your appetite along. You go through life entranced within a daze. But soon the spell wears off, and you can see the faults that you had overlooked before. The flawlessness is gone. How can it be that you don't feel Nirvana anymore? The imperfections wear upon your nerves. The Paradise you had, alas, is lost. And though it's not what either one deserves, you both have paid a very heavy cost. Dave Irby is a retired law enforcement officer and a U.S. Air Force veteran, currently living in Halifax, VA.