That’s The Plug Unplugged

Plug in at Night, I’m going to stay here for a while Now what about the woman who was on the Left Hand side? Violent eyes, I learned her wise in between the cries Wide and loud she shouts, long and clear and loud I heard it with power, un-timid, not coward What’s the reference…

Thunder

My all time favorite piece of literature Thunder, Perfect Mind I was sent from the power and have come to those who contemplate me and am found among those who seek me. Look at me, you who contemplate me, and you who hear, listen to me. You awaiting me, take me to yourselves. Do not banish…

Shadow Dreams, A Shadow Wife

see me in a shadow playing in the light catch me in the daylight lead me in the night search my inner shade side to seek inside a wide scribe that reunites the whole tribe bleed my edge, my deep vibe a shadow in a night’s light  10.21.14

My Music Is Her Ear

loud 3rd world song it’s from my ear search I’ll tell you a few stories if your tongue hurts I’ve encountered mountains and 5th streets neither of which my soul seldom seeks though this I’ll lend words from a friend relayed supple forged to borrowed in lore finding the divine timing in all  it’s from…

An Echo It Rains

As if I am slowly undressing, all corners close in me, shallow goddess drown in Royalty, emerging frozen melting poverty 2.18.15

Fiery Shift Of Support

You’ve given me strength from a friend The power to harness, to recreate again Always within, albeit making known A Goddess throne of dualistic tones 2.18.15

Images From The Inside

I saw my body shift Howling, naked I was towards the sun Shameless, a mountain peak of Son 2.18.15

Blissful Sting

Words from my husband, Jesse Robertson – Winter 2014 Feeling the blissful sting of snow on ones face is a beautiful feeling. Winter… Winter is a time for reflection, a time for meditation, a time for prayer. The cold blankets the land in a slumbering embrace, just as it blankets my soul. The Feminine Divine…

When The Soul Finds You, His Heart Nanny Is Withered In Decline

Your death faintly renounced itself. Nobody wants to know where their destruction is. Nobody wants to know where their reward is. The world is harsh, keep yourself grounded and guarded and your temple will endure. The lion and the core seems quietly plush. Good things are strong! You are hiding how good you are. The subsequential denial of utopia. When is the…

A Spirit’s Reflection

I find so much beauty in Nature She is my mirror My aspiration of inspiration My roots, branches & leaves The soil I long to integrate with & breed A reflection of a well so deep within That only She can reach What She has done has Enlightened my vision and speech An inner sprout to feed…