Poetry

revealing myself

from inside this clay body the me which you beckoned through time appears. surprised by the invitation, you wonder what to do with the muse at your door. a resonant hum in your memory tells you the things we say on the surface are doorways to the in-between. the...

inside this poem

Inside this poem and under this moon there is a Field.... meet me there. The chimes where I am sway to reveal songs in the field where there is no time, just this breathing in and breathing out. In the space away from the thoughts of the world, you appear  silent like...

notes from the north sea

And there I became free again. To inhabit the prose which had made its way somehow into the world through my fingers. The peace here cloaks my heart yet forbids me nothing. Soft and expansive, something lingers, ready to ignite alchemy should the desire burn bright...

The Heart Aroused

  the heart aroused sings with wild courage has no fear cares not who's listening has no choice but to express the whole of who she is. Fool muse drunken lover, all are welcome here....