O Pilot! My Pilot! Our spooked wave ship ended to the left Frosty breathed a tornado ship, prizes and medals and parties Soon the right ship anchor, ears bell, Dancing twin girls Dancing twin boys T T Eyes, Ship Equals Meh plus fencer But O…

Fireflies could never be as loved as one small pixie, Nor have they light within their minds to fight with demon hordes, Though tales of lightning bugs are told through the land of Dixie, A tiny, flighty redhead’s shine is brighter, by all accord It’s…

Buy-fly Die! Damselfly freely fornicating on the wind, Your act sustains your beauty for those who see. With us, the blind define life as evil – a veil for their own ills. There exists no pornographic rape in the world of wingéd creatures. Lay your…

If I jump off here… Will you be there? If I fly away though this path… Will you join me on the journey?   If I jump off here… Will I land beside you? If I never see you again… Will you seek me forever?…

translated from The Book of Lycan Poetry There happens upon a time when the earth, and the air, and the minerals and the leaves of Gaia Hail the glorious sky, remember the victorious dead lift a horn and drink to love and life and laughter….

Passing clouds, carry me to ancient lands, where the Earth is still and free   Where, in my silence, I find purity and peace. That is where I rest.

Here they come chatting and gawking touching and sniffing pulling and binding Next thing you know I’ll be in a pretentious basket on display at some forced farmers market stand naked and twisted next to the purple basil flowers still intact silently screaming Oh, the…

Season of the Spirit Found her, at last … What happens now? It moves so fast… Will life allow? What can I see? I know who I am… I am free to be! I give a damn; I found the key… To be the who……

whenever the morning might be. Morning is all the time when “good morning” is your favorite roast. pages. flipped. flipped. flipped. read from someone inspirational and far better with words than I. Pages. Scribbled. Filled with my own hand. If there’s anything I’m thankful for…

Look, here comes a rumor full of flavor and oh my! There’s another little story soaring by. Here comes a tale that’s sordid, tart, and full of tricky things I’m so lucky to have plucked its tiny wings. Rumors are the Spice of life Causing…