The Seamstress Before Light
An original poem that follows a hand-sewn mending before dawn — needle, thread, old linen — and quietly repairs the day along with the...
The Silence of Trees
There are mornings when you can no longer tell how you keep standing. You look at the yard, the street, the noise around you,...
The Sea That Counts the Days
A poem about patience, the passing of time, and a sea that returns what we have offered it.
The Well That Answers
On the lip of the old well, the water is still. I lean over — and my own voice comes back.
The Phoenix Rising: A Hymn to Inner Grace
No stranger’s love can for the self atone, / Till thou hast drunk of thine own spirit’s wine.
The Altar of Desire: A Song of Passion
‘Tis alchemy that bids the soul expand, / To drink the flames that flicker in thy hand...
Golden Dawn: A Hymn to Waking Love
Aurora lifts her veil of sapphire blue, / And gilds thy cheek with morning’s tender fire.
Golden Dawn: A Hymn to Waking Love
Aurora lifts her veil of sapphire blue, / And gilds thy cheek with morning’s tender fire.
Golden Dawn: A Hymn to Waking Love
Aurora lifts her veil of sapphire blue, / And gilds thy cheek with morning’s tender fire.
The Shadowed Flame: An Elegy for Forbidden Love
I love thee without hope or claim of right, / With all the passion I am forced to hide.