At play rehearsal beginning to take myself to another level of time and space requires leather not lace.  Reaching within for a higher shelf to become your character, extends myself. Worrying about the whispering crowd not anymore, being me, creating your story, setting me free

Wherever I may go, for in my mind I am always leaving to go somewhere, remember it isn’t you I leave behind, but myself, Heiderose, rose of the Heide, the heath, the name my father chose against my mother’s wishes. But what’s in a name?…

“I am the soft star-shine at night” from the poem Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye Why oh why can’t I Be who I truly am? It’s a struggle for many, and the Vulnerabilities so soft, Are lost until…

Being all goody goody Doesn’t take me any where I have lost a person Somewhere down the road   Who was all chirpy And full of life Putting their dreams Before mine   Leaves me partially complete My soul is parched for more Gratification of…

No matter how far I go No matter how much time has passsed No matter the season No matter the reason When I walk into this place It always smells exactly the same And I’m taken back As if in a time machine To a…

Still, we are standing Lost hope of put together Where people fell in we fell out, out of the light into the shadowy depths of our dark room. We keep plenty safe, Lying to the light coming in Keeping appearances at we and our Holding…

inside-out because of his eyes the moon waxed out of tune and like a dying star she waned because of his eyes her tether to the earth held fast and kept her chained because of his eyes she let things go the house her health…

The Golden shovel by Hayes Da, promised to leave me everything, the golden shovel we use to bury the dog. But my Dad didn’t promise anything to me because, we were poor  then and The only thing he promised is my education. Education can’t be…

Each day is eternally long I spent my soul years ago Even now I blame you We should never have kissed It was just the Night a minute,no name We spoke of Wind and want and the Factors of nine We danced with the Muses…

When we took on the world it was just us two Hard to believe we’d trod so many roads Hard to believe that our paths have now diverged We had the perfect journey to believe in It started with sunlight so bright in lights of…