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Gated heart

Light the path to the inner garden – Don’t touch the apples, they’re plagued with pardons  Follow its twists through a thick dark maze, between the mountains and around shallow graves You’ll find my heart in the center of things – Twisted, rusted gates guarding dreams a good life brings #T

Behind black eyes

All I’ve ever talked about was the void. The space and time that makes up space and time.  Deep and dark, sunny and light – disastrously deviant yet professionally polite.   Not many people choose to see empty space – a place to grow – to fill themselves in with new life.  A cup is……

Aurora Raven:The Mediator

Aurora Raven, ghostly claws pet and pull my hair, into calming submission, with a dark brown glass stare Flight by night, deep darkness I implore, yet every time I look – Nevermore. In dreams I’ve walked the lucid path, witnessed vast gifts, saw life ever-last… Tapping my ankles, transparent feet creaking my floor, escorting the……

Lucid Living

I’ve learned to live inside my words,express my self in schemes – Pouring all the passion into thought and lucid dreams   I’d tear it all apart if I thought it would help stretch my seams – I’d scream it all to pieces if I thought I’d get some sleep I’d die one thousand times……

Dream 2015 – Alder Goddess

I stood there in front of the Alder Goddess. “ May I see the unseen, m’lady?, may I have the strength to know the secrets people hide?, to help them and give insight?” – She touched my forehead with the palm of her hand and smiled — I felt surrounded by her power, the strength……

Fragmented Hearts

First time to see, first time to hear Sucking your fingers and crying in fear. Falling to dust, a mindless touch Endlessly shoveling, exhuming the trust The more you shovel every heart The faster you dig – all the more rot and fall apart. Sometimes the endless struggle to keep on seeing Is all that……