poetry collection

Petals & Thorns

Burn Witch
1993 short poem, capture of a young Witch.

My Sister
Running free under a summer sky.

Self Portraits
Portraits of a Pagan and a Witch.

Mothers say
things our mothers say to promt us to clean our space.

Good morning Mother
cleaning up our space.

Maiden
is it love or lust that I feel for the beautiful warrior woman and Witch?

Coming Home
Warrior's death vision.

Love
Warrior's love for Morrigan.

Friends
a chat with old friend Death.

Hell
pollution and abuse of Earth Mother..

Heroes
warriors and those that love them

Lessons
Lessons we teach by bad examples

The Arena
games played in the arena of life

FAERIE LIGHTS
lights and Faeries

Warrior Woman
potrait of a woman

To Drive The Dark Away
friends we call in time of need

Woman
versatility and beauty of women and of a woman

Growth
versatility and beauty of women and of a woman

Life
life and death

Equality
standards and limitations of equality

Children
children of the Goddess

Differences
celebrate the differences and do not try to reshape those we love

Aspect
celebration of an earthy aspect of the Goddess Morrigan

Words
the power of words and the harm they can do.

Burn Witch
1997 long poem capture, trail, torture and burning of young Witch.
explict and graphic violence and sexual violence.

God
God is pissed.

Halloween Witch
trail, torture and burning of young Witch.

Full Moon Bright
spectacular full moon caused by alignment of Earth, Moon and Sun, Yule, 1999.

My Sin
sad fate of animals bought by people that do not think of them growing up.

Shadows Queen
tribute to a special friend.

Happy Birthday Sherry
birthday wishes to a soulmate beyond the mysts.

Butterflies of my Mind
writer's block and a loss of creativity.

Eighteen
birthday wishes to a special friend.

A Most Beautiful Day
birthday wishes to a special friend.

Empty
life after losing soulmate.

the Face of the Goddess
Five aspects of the Goddess.

morning after
Faery footprints in the dew.

Afternoon Delight
Lost to the call of the nature during an afternoon nap in the woods.

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