Ancestral Curses probably started before my great aunt was born I wonder if she knew as a little girl she would only stay for a little while forced to yield her virginity to a man’s heels then have her light drained violently I imagine dinner…

Chimes are ringing loud Breeze is stiff but not too cold. Arms from North reach South.

The cold creep up, through the skin, into the bones, into the soul. All I could do was to think about you, the warmth, the heat. Wonder what it did, was it warmth or a sharp chill right in the heart. Out bodies were warm,…

“Born with a gift of laughter, and a sense that the world is mad” Rafael Sabatini   On the day that you were born It was an honor to be with Your mom, the experience a Gift   A treasure of Love and laughter  …

Spider, web and prey Packed up and gone by morning. A story of life.

Strawberry Moon rising crimson orb of night, large against the starry sky full of herself and unafraid to bedazzle. the sweet red flesh of passion ripened heavy-weight bends stems to the soft June ground, where field mice and voles sink their pointy teeth into each…

Saw a Golden Orb Carefully stringing her web. Delicate death trap.

Here in Albany Roses bloom and oak drops leaves. Seasons are but thoughts.

“People do not seem to realize that their opinion of the world, is also a confession of their character ”  Ralf waldo Emerson   It’s hard to believe in people When we see the harm they do United we are not   Nothing is as…

To Take Back the Night Again the clock strikes twelve and like all good Cinderellas it is time to flee the ball. majestic filly’s high stepping gait fades to field mice scurry, gilded carriages, slump to fallow pumpkins. celebration of collective beauty and strength, withers…