a visitor, - he seemed to think his salvation; -
a spirtual pilgrim confused with a queen;
a woman who'd come from a rich western nation,
their seperate estates - little difference between.
...
the thirst, the thorns, the lists
and loss of intimacy,
lust succombs
to bland familiarity at best.
...
she cant' say why she wont remove
the veils from her face,
the manacles around her wrists,
the ribbons and the lace,
...
it didn't have to
go like this. - if
someone tossed a stone
across the sea
...
sun's light pales bright waning moon
until she fades away from view,
dissolves into the azure skies,
then plunges to her death at noon
...
for all too brief a glimpse he saw the sun.
the ways it's light was mirrored by the moon
had changed his countenance, - his doom undone!
for all too brief a moment. - fading soon.
...
i miss him less
on sunny days
when blessing of another form
of light and warmth
...
Life is parenthetical to Being,
- as is Death.
mere momentary fleeing
ending in a lapse of breath.
...
i am the triune goddess - i am
daughter - mother - crone.
possessed of every season, and
for reasons Her's alone,
...
i have two lovers;
one i choose
and one that chooses me,
and both at once, my heart and soul possess.
...