Tag: Magic

Hole in One on the Green

first comes the tugthe jagged little tuga rip and a tearunstopping the cork-pop!-careful selectionno.. no… n— ah yestwisting, shredding, packingcarefully readying then comes the burnhow bright! how bold!hungry, painfully hungryseemingly unsatisfied untilsuddenly giving way to fullnessa wisp of memoryhow can such a small sparkbeget… Continue Reading “Hole in One on the Green”

Mother

She runs through the grass and the trees. Moss clings to her bare feet, the dew damp upon her skin. With ease, she dodges the branches and twigs which stretch out to snag her long flowing raven hair. She skips deftly over roots and… Continue Reading “Mother”

Time After Time

my heart and soul‘twined with yoursa vision of eternity, of things to come a brief intake of a breathtwo hands touching,palm to palm trembling, yet at restgazing inwardeyes like muddy pools we are sinking but flyingsoaring up, up to the cloudsnever any effort, we’re… Continue Reading “Time After Time”

Hatcheted – Collaboration

A fever has overtaken my addled mind. My flushed skin feels tight, stretched, too small. In the mirror I see a reflection of a woman, but it’s as if through another set of eyes. I am a stranger within my own flesh. It wasn’t… Continue Reading “Hatcheted – Collaboration”

Terrestrial

Her eyes shine blue, but grey in storm Movements of a dancer Curves, ebbing, flowing, crashing together Ocean waves as flesh Sweet flowing nectar, giving life Ruby jewels parting, shining, enticing Perfect blinding distractions There’s a deeper truth, always going deeper Seeing right through… Continue Reading “Terrestrial”

Shadowfell (A Collaboration)

through the damp wood dim and heavy, humid with the tears of Danu’s children from ere they dwelt in their mounds, where betwixt and ‘tween the misty veils lies a fortress forbidding bare and stark built of black mud, river boulder, bone and feather… Continue Reading “Shadowfell (A Collaboration)”

Video: September 2020 Flying With Crows

One afternoon at the beach, I met with a murder (or mob… I think I prefer mob…) of crows. I flew amongst their midst and was accepted. *No audio, it was such a windy day all you could hear on the video was wind.… Continue Reading “Video: September 2020 Flying With Crows”

The Mountain Queen

You are the Mountain Queen. For as long as you can remember, you’ve watched the village far below you. Each night, the forge fire burns and the smith’s hammer can be heard all around you. Since the snow melted, the hammer has been silent… Continue Reading “The Mountain Queen”

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