Out of my way, you three armless worms! Your speech offends with lies and fables! Manipulative oafs! All of you! Swearing upon the falsehood of your faith. I remember the in-between, and your taunts to my king of kings, the one who carried upon his…

  Randidawn Dawn breaks through the umbra- Her eclipsing miam–her fortitude as she faces discord risen from ashy shadows ruminating over the breaking glow, sunbeams illumine the inherent delight within the souls warmed with tenderness she exudes. Her brilliance manifests itself in shades of color,…

COURAGEOUS WOMEN A woman of courage . . . To live is our grace! To have come here . . . In a patriarchal society; fighting hard to be matriarchal! It’s time … We knew! We know! Yet, someone over rode it — Commit the…

Daughter, Sister, Woman I am all of these things with out choice, designations from life   Teacher, Mentor, Leader I am all of these things because of need, others views of me   Poet, Artist, Creator I am all of these things by drive, instincts…

NOT MINE I felt your hands once, but not as a friend or lover. I felt your body pressed against mine, in a game of moves and counter moves. Silently, secretly… I wanted you to stay there forever. To embrace you, to feel the warmth…

Each feeling its power The knew that they could win alone For nothing surpassed the need for a solid foundation Earth was proud to be the support of all creation But when is as stagnant, cold, or thirst for life The absence of everyone only…

Land and sea, I traveled. Three lifetimes of laying foundations among the clay, with clay covered hands, far from shifting sands and tidal waves. My hand to the plow, my heart intent to see the bloom of change among the walking dead. But all efforts…

Attention, Who doesn’t like it. Fame, You got to fight for it.   My Darling, A little girl Still stays inside you She may want to be a princess but you need to be the Queen.   Those bright lights can hurt your eyes There…

Eden’s Labor   Glaring at the rusty clock, measuring minutes between her contractions with such a fragile hand she wrote them. Her pain would be no more.   Groping into the dark of night, beginning the thirtieth hour. no warrior could fathom such a strength…

Walking along the shore on summer Sunday afternoons, collecting rocks and shells, cooling our feet, you and I. I always wanted to walk behind you to fit my feet into your footprints before the waves came to take them away. My heart was always afraid…