by | Sep 20, 2015 | Poetry |
They say that a woman who sleeps alone by night. Who walks in solitude by day. Becomes full like the moon. Becomes in tune with Lilith. Not ridden from Eden. Nor outcast from Shamballa. Something precious hidden for safekeeping. In the crevasse of the last resort...
by | Sep 20, 2015 | Poetry |
The void can go to hell. The abyss can take a ride. If you go deep enough into anything you come out the other side. Only wimps resist the dark, only the ignorant turn from pain. Only those who break down, are put back together sane. It’s like writing poetry to the...
by | Sep 20, 2015 | Poetry |
Lilith’s Song I am the pearl diver. You are the pearl. You are the craft. I am the waves that destroyed it. I am the surviver. You are the drowned. You are the seeker who failed. I am that which is found. I am hidden in my shell. I am traded at the marketplace...
by | Sep 20, 2015 | Poetry |
Beloved Struggle You struggle because there is a pay off. You struggle with struggle because when you’re not in struggle, what is there? When you don’t know what is there. Then you don’t know who you are. When you don’t know who you are. You won’t know how to live....
by | Sep 20, 2015 | Poetry |
The Confessions of Persephone They say I was abducted. They say that he stole me away. Kept me captive in the darkness, to rape and violate. They say I was helpless, ripe to betray. I am the golden-haired maiden after all. But they were wrong. The truth is that I...
by | Feb 21, 2013 | Poetry |
I used to say that the Yoniverse, was in the middle of her greatest ever striptease, and that I have a front row seat. But I was wrong. Actually its a Burlesque show. And its not a seat, its the eye of a hurricane. And to the tune of ‘Black Betty’ She is...
