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Sorceress — That Is Me
My thoughts are pure magicwhen I see them manifest before my eyes — sans disguise. I lie in my warm bed under warmer coverswith plump pillowsreveling in the luxurious feelof rich cotton sheets. Experiencing the wholeness that is meThe goodness that I ask forbecause I...
Connecting at the Level of the Soul
How can I say that I’m missing you soWhen we met only that one-time last nightTalking until the dawn started to glowEmbracing a feeling that sensed so rightThough puzzled and searching for some foresightWhy and the wherefore of this connectionSpiritual — no hint of...
Full Moon Over Dieppe Bay
You tease mehiding behind a wispof silken clouds.You peer at mewinking and beckoning me into your energy. EnthrallingQueen of the night skyeclipsing every star and planetYou pretend shy. As you pass through your phasesuntil you become a sight to behold —full and...
Your God Adores Me
Spirituality Sexuality Divinity Same, same Passion Wanting Yearning Needing Searching Finding Melding as one One body One mind One spirit In ecstasy By this unity No separation Discrimination Subjugation Alienation No beginning or ending Just a rising and falling A...
Be Brave and Make Bold Moves
Move! No response Move! No response Move! A slight murmuring from the lips of the lazy, Did you figure me out and now calling me crazy? Move to go where? I’m happy right here In my small world with dreams smaller still. No moving for me, I am happy you see, preferring...
Let Self Healing Flow- A Message from the Ethers
Our body is an amazing piece of machinery. When we think about how the billions of cells work in perfect harmony to effect growth and healing and well-being, it is nothing short of phenomenal. We care for our bodies as best we can but there are times when we show it...
Headstone Gravestone
Headstone, gravestone. X marks the stop where I buried, The part of me that was not allowing me to be the whole of me. To meld with you, As one. The all of me in symphony with the all of you. Headstone, Gravestone, six feet nine feet twelve feet. Topped with the...
Let Me Roar
Lampshade Nightshade Eyeshade. Cool shade — shadow, hidden from the bright lights. Shy, no confidence. Stripped by the sun in a solar system that it reigns. Hide me, or let me hide. For I dare not come out of the shade. Dare not? How dare I? When all I was taught was...
There’s a Fly in the House and It’s the End of the World
It got in when I went outside to feed the dogs. I had been watching carefully to make sure that my exiting was not going to result in its entering. There was something about flies, of the house variety — they are ubiquitous, dipping into everything, and sometimes into...