Tension builds. It fills your back, your neck, your face. Hands clench around the wheel until the leather creaks and cracks. You feel it building deep inside-all of those primal emotions you have tried to hide. You feel the heated waves leak through your careful mask. There is a brief pull to look down and you are hurtling through the black night at 110 miles per hour. I have no guardian angel but even if I did he couldn’t catch me. Stars hide and the moon cries. Those boiling tensions roll up as your inner demons peer from between your lashes. What would they see if they looked into your eyes right now? You know they would feel fear. In that moment they step back, murmur a prayer, cross their heart. .. but in this moment, in this moment your windows disappear and the wind screams inside. A choked roar tears from your throat. A throttled, boxed, hidden secret that you feel from your toes to the star kissed gossamer wings unfurling from your shoulders. You laugh and you scream And you laugh some more. This is freedom. Free to be angry, free to be sad, free to be purely insanely mad. Rage- passion- hurt -destroyed- forgotten- besotten- all of it matters so much and so… not. In this moment you are free to be. For Once, I wish and I wish to be.
Authors blurb: this is the night my life changed forever. The night I left my husband, my self esteem issues, my worthlessness,  my hate, my need, my unrequited love from childhood through adolescence and into adulthood.. It was all gone as I broke the invisible barrier holding me back: myself.  And on that empty highway  as i cried and screamed and cursed I learned I wanted to LIVE. 



Don’t look into my eyes

Because you just might see

A deeper side of me.

All you visualize


When you look at my face

Is a cheerful smile

Carefully fixed

Into place.


Don’t look into my eyes,

I am warning you.

You might find my heart

Enshrouded in ice.


Do you see the slashes

From a lovers thorough knife?

Do you see the pain,

How I hurt from the gashes?


Don’t look into my eyes

Because you just might see,

A gentle, more vulnerable

Side to me.
Authors blurb: i wrote this in high school. I was on my own for the first time and lonely and wanting to open up but scared to. 


Is that my heart or yours?

Baby they’re one and the same.

They could never be the same after this.

This love we’ve built together

Is enough to make us stronger

–Help us last longer—

Love, is that my heart or yours?


One heart

One essence

Two beats as one

Two soul mates

One heart…


Damn we can never be the same

Your presence is now forever in my mind

It lingers every time

Even when you’re far away

I hear your breath

Within my own chest.

And once again you are near.

Mother Earth

Thank you Mother for the Earth

For the green life all around

For the promise of rebirth

In you, all love is found


Thank you Father for the sunlight

And the four winds in the skies

They energize and empower me

So with you my spirit flies


Thank you Sister for the beauty

And the moonlight up above

From within me and around me

They embrace me with your love


Thank you Brother for your kindness

Compassion is your nature

I hear your lonely call

And I understand my fellow creature


Thank you Father, thank you Mother

For the wonders found each day

For the chance to know and serve you

For the gifts of love and play


Thank you Brother, thank you Sister

For your loyalty and Guidance

And the kinship that we share

In this life through which we dance


Authors blurb: for a friend of mine, Stephanie, who follows the natural paths and would harm none.



Sometimes we see things that aren’t meant to be seen.

Sometimes things aren’t always as they seem.

Sometimes we need someone to call our own,

Especially when we’re alone.

Sometimes people just can’t understand,

Why things get out of hand.

Sometimes life just isn’t fair,

Especially when people just don’t care.

And sometimes it’s hard to say,

Why things have to be this way.

Sometimes it’s all you can do to get by,

Especially when dreams continue to die.

Sometimes it’s nice to sit in the rain.

Even to just relieve the pain.

And when we’ve had a really bad day,

Sometimes we just need to get away.

We never know what’s wrong with out pain.

Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.
And sometimes when people get hurt, 

Even the strongest ones may need comfort.




Illegitimi non carborundum – Never let the bastards wear you down.


I stand within the Flames; they cannot touch me.

Their long white tongues only tickle my bare arms;

Trickle like water along the skin of my calves.

They swim before my eyes, beckoning enticingly.

The Song of Gabriel is in my mind.

My peasants dress is smooth a cool.

These ropes that bind me turn to soft gray ashes

Sifting softly down my long white fingers.

The tall wooden stake is strong—I gently lay my hand upon it

And it gives with a deafening crack,

Throwing to the heavens a dazzling display of fire sparks.

As the Flames lovingly enfold me

Their brilliance is that of the Lord.

I pity the fools who put me here as a witch,


For I go as a Martyr to God.


The gentle drip of the rain
Blends easily with the tish tish of

The grass. The wind is gentle today

And merely gives my cheek the brush

Of a kiss before she is gone again.

The chime hung from the roof mutely clangs

The world is so quiet. . .

The windows are all shut

I silently sit in my Lovers misty arms

A ghost figure who comes with the rain.

The moon sheds tiny tears which gather on the leaves.

Rat race 

A star falls

And the Heavens cry

Time Crawls

Its destination for another world to die


We waste our time

With foolish pursuits

We laugh; We cry; We die

So many trillions of identical tin men


We build our cities of sin

Running a race we will never win


We have so little time

Why cannot humanity see

Within this little rhyme

A much bigger scheme?



My sun drenched skin is comfortably hot. My clothes are loose and light. I listen to the leaves as the wind slips among them. A tress of my hair is gently played out across the rock face. A sprig of honeysuckle tumbles against my cheek. Slowly…Lazily… I arch my back and stretch like a cat. He laughs and his fingers graze my lips as he brushes the strands from my face. I smile into his eyes. My gaze travels to the trees towering above us; the rough bark is papery and dry. The leaves are high and far away. I sigh and snuggle closer to him. His arms tighten and he kisses me lightly on the tip of my nose. I smile and close my eyes, floating deeper into this sun-soaked paradise.