Dark is the night As a chill wind blows Dry leaves rustle Cold and decay sting the nose. Mists creep along the ground A smell of smoke fills the night As the witches gather Mothers, sons, daughters, and Crones Drawn together on this eve of old. In silent passage they make their way Into this…
The Sun and the Moon as the God and the Goddess Dance eternally in the heavens Sometimes in dark and sometimes in light Forever in their enchanted embrace. To witness this wondrous dance of the ages With all of its glory and grace Brings inspiring awe to those down below Who take time to watch…
Into the twilight and darkness of self Where demons reside and skillfully hide Where acceptance is shunned, and light is denied All hope then is lost and no longer resides. To delve to the depths, their lair to abide These demons in twilight and darkness they hide To fester and grow, Un-seemingly so Deep shadows…
Where have you gone my errant friend, down the lane a-skipping? Away from the dark and into the night where the shadows dance in wee hours, where your step is light, and your eyes shine bright and your heart weightless as a feather. Where have you gone my errant friend, to visit bright new shores? Where…
In people, in places, in circumstance, The years bringing it over and over Again and again it visits unannounced, Disappointment doesn’t ring the bell. It opens the door and steps right in Never worried there is no welcome, Met with cold looks and stares unawares, Spreading like chilled clouds across the floor. Weary of disappointment…
In darkness and shadow the answers lay hidden and skitter away into cracks, where light does not reach and secrets will whisper their voices now lost to the air. Where wings will take flight and carry those voices to one who will answer the call, the call of the wild and of the tamed and…
On the first day she sat by the window watching the caps atop the waves. A scene that was continually moving, shifting, churning the algae green and sandy browns against the rocks. The smell of the sea lifted in the drops upon the wind forming a mist that hung like a curtain where the water…