The altar of Love
Last night, I didn’t sit at my altarI sat at the mirrorI beheld myself as the one worthy of worship and adoration…
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Venus diaries
I’m kneeling at the altar of the GoddessKnees wideHips submerging into the deep red linen upon my bedWhich plunges me into scarlet…
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Ancient remembering: The way of the rose
Every time I press her petals between my palms, Or rest her head against my heart Or upon my cheek An ancient…
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I am She
I am the placeWhere purity meets passionWhere the mystery meets the mundaneWhere earth and heaven consummate Their irresistible love for each other…
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Remember and be re-membered
Here is another poem inspired by my recent Vision Quest : What can I say of the unspeakable? Of the secrets shared…
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These eyes
𓂀 Somebody asked me yesterday if these were my real eyes She was utterly convinced they were contacts. I chuckled, knowing real…
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Reflections on my Vision Quest (a poem)
One fated dayI set foot into the MysteryAbandoning my history Cloistered from the worldYet unable to hide Unencumbered, I am stripped backto…
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Tend to your holy flame
Are you grinning and bearingWhen to hiss and bare your teethIs the real truth of how you feel? Are you overriding your…
