self discovery – Queen of Elves

We Are

I wrote and recorded this poem at an extremely magical time and place in my life. Do you feel it as you listen?

storms gather above the treetops dark and swaying alive with a story The crows swirl and settle swirl and settle black snow thrown up from a bicycle tire the first fat drops of rain fall cold and heavy with foreboding or with promise There Will Be More the air is cool and thick my hair… Continue reading Illumination

Instruments of the Universe

I was younger than you when my father died In the mirror I am surprised by my own hands Stronger and older than I expect Sinking into your shoulders as you tell me this I grasp you tighter By pulling your body into mine I will make you my father In the surge Of some… Continue reading Instruments of the Universe