**this piece was created from seasonal writing prompts provided through Danielle Dulsky's Witches of the Word Coven at thehagschool.com In my most haunted daydream, a ghost of summer steps out of the shadows cast over the longest day and she whispers, Remember... In her wild, doe eyes I see my young self, the wandering creature... Continue Reading →

I am fearless. Now go into the night, kiss the hand of Hades and fly with the Furies on a black winged horse Become the one who walks within the ash and the ruins I am watching you. Growing your fur and scratching behind your war-torn ears Making your den from the lies you have... Continue Reading →

I walk into the Garden of Eden and the apple tree is missing. I wander through all the colors of the world with an inkling that they are not so bright as I remembered. The proper maidens, with ringlets in their hair, hide their tattered hearts and unruly scars under clean, white garments. Their eyes... Continue Reading →

I smile When I think of you, I smile And I remember the things that made you so special to me The fondness of memories that were too brief for my own heart But whole enough to carry me forward For the years to come My pale dragon, the prince of peppermints and powdered donuts... Continue Reading →

I have an interest in grief as a process, a season, and a source of spiritual energy, intent and vision. I'm currently making my way through a year-long workshop exploring this topic and hope to relate it to my life's work. It may seem counter intuitive to begin an exploration of grief in the spring.... Continue Reading →

Hope came quietly, shifting in and out of hard places Brushing ever so slightly against the resistance of a battered soul And despite the thorns and sharp edges, she found a crack or two in which to rest And so she slept And she listened As outside, the storm continued Until there came a day... Continue Reading →

Owl, hawk, crow and dove. Meet me in the east from the lost winds above. Take me underneath your wing and show me what the words can bring. Dragon, phoenix full of fire. Southern warmth for a heart's desire. Keep my thoughts close is kin. Let them kindle from within. Whale, dolphin, deep blue sea.... Continue Reading →

Spring can be fickle and hard to pin down. A wild, unpredictable Maiden, as fleeting as the warms days that she gifts. Her power is in apparent chaos. Flooding her world with rain, sleet and unsure footing. Lighting the sky with bursts of electric fire and then doling out the sun like a sweet wafer... Continue Reading →

There is a song that I hum/sing whenever I bury the dead. I don't remember how it started. Sometimes things just come to me while I'm in the middle of a process or ritual. Occasionally, new verses pop into my head, and I add them to it. I see a lot of lives not lived,... Continue Reading →

Wednesday came, dragging with her the footfalls of snowclouds Inside the emptiness of a skeletal hearth, the ashes waited Let us see the match and gather the dry and fallen soldiers that belonged to the trees Don't ask if the fire will be reborn, because it is never really gone Cling to the parchment of... Continue Reading →