Seven Goddesses I AM

You know me as a poet and an artist but really what drives my energy flow is a deep and abiding curiosity about the psyche and our human/spirit connection. I love to imagine and question, my inner world is alive with myriad characters, it’s like a pantomime in here! So amongst all the pies my

Honey Suckle Princess

    Nectar Magician …..she white witch swings her honeycomb wishes made of violin spilling herself to the voice of god of sweeping stone notes singing pink harvesting air and a strand of honeysuckle thinking a loosely braided story preserved in HOT butterscotch crackling          

I Release Myself To Heat

so cccccold but seeking f or warmth feeling for flames orange purple fat red hot fury Oh Agnayi,  my love Chantico, my heart Freya, my flickering, my breath Ida, my belly Sekhmet, my life OH Vesta! to baste in to glory with in dancing fever Oh Fuchi, your torrid fingers arouse in me desire but

Nightingale Rapture

    She of female colour works a cherry path tripping rainbow wind and flaunting a song, the nightingale rapture… A bountiful traveller, her bowl swimming, a vagrant obstreperous kite. This leonine hue, this invigorated sunrise, she is yolk. Woman spills from her delicate fingers, impolite yet forgiven as it falls. She of 1000 clouds and velvet womb, a