There’s so much talk about normal – the “new” normal after my parents deaths, the “new” normal post pandemic. People have asked me before “why can’t you just be normal?” The truth is I don’t know what “normal” is and I don’t think I want…

If someone wrote a poem about me, what would the lines say? Here is a woman who happens along every evening. Would they see the children on my hands, the dogs in the swing of my arms? The limp I carry as I drag one…

The seventh hour— time fulfills Each moment, each hour, every geist Awakening ancient powers and skills Only brought to remembrance when enticed   Lifted from times very essence Ones knowledge is valued and priced For the origins very own potence Is found when a mediums…

When the world seems a blur, Wipe away a tear Overcome your fear Unceasing the feelings were, You are in love, My dear! Of all the songs I hear, Your voice is Just clear! All I know And live for is The love, so pure!

I found a time capsule in the garden the contents were written in blood. “All time is an illusion,” every paper said, “The clock reads nothing, it’s a dud. Life is but a sweet dream, here today and gone. Share your years upon this sphere…

But that’s what imperfection gives me. And lately, the weather has been unfair to me than the mosquitoes in my room. Shocking, how my body rejects what it once accepted. This I called a reminder that I am still here, in the old world, that…

  The Serpents head and its tail  Beginning and end we often find  Like the Sun whose found to never fail  Following a course to which its confined   Perched upon the serpents tail  Finding a crow and with its beak  Is found to peck…

  Interpretation and understanding reside When the Word itself—is inverted As Truth is said to—confide The meaning must be converted   Fixed in the opposite order For light to shine in darkness Interpreted by its own author But by the mirrored image’s strangeness   Strangeness…

  Prophets speak words— divine Rulers of both good and evil One, congealed, one: sign Prophets of Baal— do reveal Highest knowledge—to bind Evil words inverted— concealed To the one of the most high— Solemn words alike— revealed   Oh! Wisdom how you speak! For…

  Worlds apart— I feel your touch Foreign from a place I know— Memories— yet it’s sometimes too much For the wings I wish to borrow   Wings I wish to wear— To fly across these skies To hold you and to bare The love…