It starts with curves,
half moon curves,
demure reposing curves.
The wind blows; it tickles,
butterfly kisses, the blinking of a doe.
Spring willow rippling dews in her eyes,
the river of life.

A glimpse of her sight
sets a myriad sparkles of sapphire night
for I know she is both day and night
gaze and daze at her never-ending horizon I strive
for the unfathomable depths of her light
there, lies the secret place,
the primordial mystery of a heart's delight,
the gift of life.

From deep within the swirling water her pressence came to me,
I embraced her in my arms to feel her eternal warmth,
Her wisdom limitless in the silence of the water,
Her majestic flames encrypted my body,
I can feel the roots of eternity setting in,
Her entity as cold as the night,
Without her we would die,
The Goddess is our mother,
The Goddess is all around us,
The Earth is our mother.

pouring myself over green candle magick
my hands are the warm wands
letting the healing eucalyptus fire
seep into my throat chakra
seep into the tulsi i’m brewing
the california poppy herb.
my olive leaf aligned in a
tipped isosceles
and your sound waves are
melting the part of my stone
wall that obscured self awareness.
but now, if just for a
few moments, i am
awake.
in the city it is the witching hour but
in the cosmos it is no-time
                                          infinitytime
ti­me is a river making
golden spiral waves
i am replenishing the circles
like ancient amber blueprints
now fated by the stars to be built.

*poem for grimes ~~

In an enchanted wood
Surrounded by plant life
Faeries play
Never knowing strife.

When humans come along
They're told to hide
Forming a throng
The law, they must abide.

What would become
Of one who would stay?
Would she succumb?
Would that human play?

They'd never risk it
For fear of their immortality
Could a lone human
Outwit a faerie?

The risk is immense
She really shouldn't try.
But in her defense,
Her wings wouldn't allow her to fly.

The human approaches
The one tiny faerie
His presence encroaches
On feelings that vary.

Anxiety and zeal
But most of all fear
Is what she feels
As he draws near.

She darts behind a bush
Hoping he didn't see
She knows she shouldn't push
And should let him be.

He looks to the left
And then to the right.
He wonders if something just left
His line of sight.

He almost passes
The bush that she's inside.
But something falls, crashes
And he jumps to the side.

A tree limb falls
And collides with his leg
He begins to call
For anyone, he begs.

He cries out in pain
As the blood begins to flow.
Knowing its in vain,
His tears begin to show.

The time is right
For her to leave.
She should take flight.
This, she believes.

As she readies her wings
To get away from this man,
The anguish this brings
Is more than she can stand.

She emerges from hiding
Her heart beating fast
She shouldn't be siding
With humans, they're so brash.

She flies to where he lays
His breathing grows slow
She knows she must stay
The healing energy from her begins to flow.

With a sudden jolt
The man sits upright.
Before she can bolt
He grabs her, mid flight.

This must be a dream
He believes in his mind
Her wings begin to gleam
As he holds her inside.

His hand grows hot
And he releases his touch.
He becomes distraught.
This is too much!

Faeries aren't real
He says to the air
He begins to feel
A longing to care.

She flies to his ear
And whispers lightly
Faeries ARE real
So believe, if only slightly.

With a wink she's gone
And then a bright flash
He lifts himself from the lawn
This realization will last.

Nuts falling as psalms,
From storied arms of Hazel tree,
  .  .  .  Blue jays turning leaves.

A shadow runs, from your eyes,
What is this fear that in you resides?
A shadow indeed, but of peace,
So let the shrill worries cease!
Dance as this mystery does so far
See her gleaming tresses flare!
See the starlight in her eyes!
See her footsteps light as skies!
Feel the Summer greens grown strong,
Around her garments in many a throng!
Feel the silky mantle soft and blue,
that was made fair from nature true!
Feel the love within your soul!
Feel the joy as it runs and rolls!
Hear the songs she sings at night
that nightingales hearken to with reviving might!
Hear her voice clear as her mind
that is ever peaceful and kind!
Hear the silver footsteps so!
Through Fire, Air, Water, Earth she might go!
Smell the Fragrance of her mane
of newborn life and rain forest same!
Smell her cloak so elven bright
that might send you into the light!
Smell the fragrance of her hands
to wisp you far to distant lands!
Taste the bounties she hath made
within the might of her den and glade!
Taste the fresh air 'round her sky
that is free, and will not die!
Taste the tear of this maiden wise
and be free from death's woeing demise!
And through all of this I say
"May I join you amidst your fray?"
And she, says with grace, "My dear,
you must become a Wicca, clean and clear!
Love all! Harm None!
Feel the cold of the moon and the warmth of the Sun!
Join my circle brethren!
And we shall sing forever, with no end!