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~*~Enlightened Empress~*~

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About Me


As the old knight lays dying upon the stone.
And yet I cry and mourn his passing,
Still shaken to the bone by the footsteps down the hall.
I’m still haunted by that woman of a long forgotten age.
She challenges all my truths, she knows my inner rage.
she's a witch, like me...
Love’s torrent races over us like a river stones
And we’re made smooth by constant currents.
until all that's left are droplets of fears.
Bitter-sweet beautiful water
A mirrored pool greets an oldest daughter
And all the lines upon her face
Displays the years of hapless yearning
First in line, this oldest daughter
The tears you’ve cried, you’ve had to barter
Still as ghosts upon the water.
to overcome fear takes years of learning
She stares at the horizon. She gazes at the sea.
She stares into the past
and asks herself "was that really me?"
Poems are like gum drops,
I like to pop them in your mouth...

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Stevie Nicks

Done!! March 31st, 2009 Barnes & Noble NYC

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My Blog

~*~be my sister of the moon~*~

La Bella Luna, la Bella Luna!you bathe me with your silver light,pewter,honey,indigo night.Ive told you now, beautiful Artemis,Of all the secrets I have known that I no longer wish to own.
Posted by on Mon, 06 Jul 2009 18:16:00 GMT

you can talk to me...

AGAINI can feel the blood flow inside of me But I also feel my sanity flow out of meI was once real, as real as rock and stoneIve become an apparition waiting by the phone&My emotions like grains of ...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Jul 2009 10:38:00 GMT

"hold on, the night is coming and the starling flew for days"

our sociopath murdering ole kitty caught another baby bird...the spouse and I rush him to the vet only to find out he's fine...rush home and release him back into our backyard, chirping away and hoppi...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Jun 2009 20:08:00 GMT

"I have always been a storm..."

this is my one poem that was inspired by a Stevie Nicks tune...Storms.  The first two lines of the fourth stanza were the hardest.  but I think this is one of my best so please be kind!! MOON DREAMSAn...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Feb 2009 19:38:00 GMT

"she tries hard to tell this story...but it's a hard one to tell"

juliet...... ..It reminds you of an old museumas you walk inside that cold placeIts quiet now thats my impressionIts been years since tears filled this place.. ..but sometimes when it rains,all you...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Jan 2009 17:47:00 GMT

"say you will give me one more chance, at least give me time to change your mind"

UPDATE:  YEAH for us!!!  The great news is that Buzzy folks have reconsidered.  I got the call from Jen and Dana  who run the rescue this afternoon and they had...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Dec 2008 02:51:00 GMT

"broke down like a little girl"

The darkness of winter enters its longest days but the twinklings of brightly colored lights brighten the way as Monty and I begin our walk.   The sidewalks are wet and I am struck by how s...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Dec 2008 10:41:00 GMT

"sometimes, the most beautiful things, the most innocent things"

The sky was dark and the air was unseasonably warm as I started the drive down to NJ to pick up our latest foster&on these long drives I've seemed to have picked up an older person's habit of listenin...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Nov 2008 00:55:00 GMT

whisper to me at the station...just call me inspiration

I really wanted to post an autumn poem...I've been really feeling the year's wheel turning once again as the days get colder and the leaves change colors...but I have not one in my arsenal...probably ...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Nov 2008 01:32:00 GMT

"sometimes she was just an actress but you never really know"

And so the past few weeks have been spent wondering why am I doing this to myself?&the worrying, the studying and that general anxiety of whether or not I am real or fake...all because I decided to a...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Oct 2008 01:12:00 GMT