When I was in my most darkest and brightest aspects of adolescence there was a time when I considered myself in the loosest of terms a poet.

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​     I'm not exactly the most religious of people, if asked my Beliefs, I say that I am a "Tree Hugging Dirt Worshiper", Pagan, or witch. I do not "do" curses, I am often not particularly, "up" on what phase the moon is in, nor do I notice when Mercury goes into Retrograde. My Mother is a far, far, greater Witch than I.
     I am an Eclectic, I believe we should respect one another, and this planet that nourishes us. I do not apologize for speaking my brand of truth, nor do I expect others to full understand it. When I write I do so for me, if I didn't I would never sleep. The words would just keep bouncing around in my head.

      When it comes to "Poetry" I have no standard, and you will notice that my topic may change right in the middle or may seem to make no sense at all. If you asked me what I was thinking when I wrote this? I couldn't tell you, what inspires me varies, it could be a lyrical quotation, or a commercial, to Quote Anne Rice, "there is not much in this world that doesn't hold some fascination."

    But in the end it is personal, it is ramble, and it is always me.

       Many works did not survive the test of time, but others continue to hold relevance for me.

       Perhaps they will hold some for you as well.





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