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 →

It was the blood that she remembered clearly Dark, infused with copper, too sticky to forget the currency of men She lay at one with the land And under the glistening sky, there was the tide It caressed sand that had only just been momentarily dry Then it pulled homeward, into the darkness And he... Continue Reading →

Desolate stands, raging to the trees Can you hear me? I am alone in this wasteland of hearts and spirit I have no roots to sustain me through the winter I have no leaves hidden in battered branches The wind...assaults me I cannot breathe the cold air I cannot see past the sleet that slaps... Continue Reading →

Every day in the land of masks and subterfuge, I think at some point or another about where my people might be.  They are lost to me, if I ever had them.  And here, in what we humans call "the rat race", I actually brush up against so many things I find completely off-centering on... Continue Reading →

When the soul disappears, there is the night The pattern on the blanket of the sky Covering the world What lives in the darkness? Restless and knowing, gnawing on the bones of our many selves What yawns as it awakens? Rubbing sleep from eyes that have been shut but finally see Flickers of stars and... Continue Reading →

I walk through a shattered forest on an unseasonably warm fall morning. Taken with the fog as it claims each winding corner of the creek. The earthen smell of summer's decay in the air. The last stand of goldenrod, twisted and broken soldiers that refuse to yield just yet. The fallen leaves beneath my feet,... Continue Reading →