It is great to be back. I was pleasantly surprised when I checked my email tonight and saw Neopoet was back up and running. I felt a great lost without Neopoet, but knew it wouldn't be long before we meet again.

I have been writing a lot, but not as much as I was. My son the musician recorded me as I put one of my poems to music.

"The Gibbous Moon"

Tonight the gibbous moon shined bright
Like catharsis for my infinite thoughts

Touched by natural chords, he
Called me above dark treetops
Amid cerulean skies.
As if, I belong with them, among myriad and myriad of stars,
He drew me closer, ever nearer

I have been waiting about two years now for him to get to this point. I write, he create music beats, and my other, the youngest son, sing rap with tone. He is really good. I like his singing because I can understand what he is saying and he can actually sing, not just talk through a song umm, which is okay.

I am looking forward to help build Neopoet to it original days of glory. Even better than before.

Barbara
Happy Poetry Writing