Briefly gorgeous,
we become a ray of light
beneath the mirror ball,
sparkling like a film star.
Love is the Seed
“Dear Poets and Dreamers,
From the Dust of Ages and the Eternal Fire, we return with the seed of love sown deep inside our hearts as we suffer the great pains of life; illness, hunger, loneliness …”
Fully Fledged, Learning to Fly!
Dear Poets and Dreamers,
Good news, well I think its good news, here in the midst of the fledging season!
My blog is now fully-fledged, as in nearly three hundred poems, prose and essays have all flown the nest (well, cut back to the first three lines), however, what does remain are the warm, engaging, insightful conversations that took place during its seven year nesting season since August 2015. Going forward, I still intend to post occasional publishable content on my blog, however, after a couple of weeks that too will fledge.
Soror Mystica
“Chased by seven ravens down to the Great Below,
I limp on my broken ankle, surprised at how the soul
grows more beautiful every time the body suffers …”
Living By the Light of Mother Moon
“Beyond the visible, Mother Moon
slips behind a starry blue blanket,
turning dark, she recedes in order …”
Life Behind the Mask – Is It Monday?
“Something invisible, terrifying, beyond our walls,
just outside the door, scratches at the window, waiting.
We fear it has come to destroy us and perhaps …”