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My Treasure Trove

Drowning in your fathomless sable eyes
I anticipate those lush lips caressing mine.
The sharp angles of your face
hint at something foreign yet familiar,
Mysterious, yet open; simple yet complex,
a treasure trove waiting to be discovered.
Drinking in every radiant pore of your body,
I try to capture some of the essence that is you.
Your joy and warmth suffuse me with delectable delight,
As I kneel before you in veneration.



Grieving

Everyday I think of you and wonder why you left.
Waves crash through my skull;
The churning of my stomach fills my mouth with bile.
Pain sears my heart where you plunged your knavish knife,
And my eyes well with a bittersweet ambrosia
of love and loss, humiliation and hate.
With every sunrise I strive to go on without you.
With every sunset I weep while coaxing the oblivion of sleep.


Hope and Fear

I don’t want to think about you, but I don’t want to stop.
I’ve announced to the world that I have a new love.
But secretly I fear that it’s all in my head.
I’ve matched our numbers and our charts.
I’ve imagined us together in gardens and in bed.
I’ve imagined myself alone with razors and tears.
I’ve imagined myself gone uncontrollably mad.
I’ve shut down my mind with distractions, chores.
I’ve bled to death and risen again;
I’ve stolen fire from heaven, delicious dreams.
I don’t want to think about you, but I don’t want to stop.



Awakening

A smile melts away my tears and
thoughts of you disappear,
leaving my mind empty and free
from the prison it had so feverishly clung to.
Like a virgin willing to embrace all of life
I sigh from deep within and lick my salty lips,
sending shadows and shades fleeing,
as I trace the soliloquy of someone I do not even know.


The Piano

Darkness floods the abandoned room
once filled with laughter and music
She strikes an ivory key
The sound pervades the silence, long imposed
and vibrates dusty windows where
moonbeams intrude as if to say
the time has come.

An owl is heard in the distance
Her cat jumps up to the pane
pawing at the glass

The caress of an ebony key
reverberates through the air
Melancholy, exotic, mysterious
like the reflection looking
back at her from the mantel
across the room.



Coquette

A friendly smile
A gentle touch,
Hope flickers briefly – anticipation born of new beginnings.
A wisp of smoke coils from a burning flame with informed deception,
A willing fool for a moment of tenderness
Fresh, fleeting, futile.


Ocean Tides

You seemed so tranquil just the other day
As I listened to you caressing your lover.
But deep below the surface the tide was turning.
Unsuspecting, you sucked me into
your vast, watery womb, where
Creatures unimaginable lurk unseen.
Tossed to and fro by your tempestuous ways,
I soon wearied and gave in
to the sweet seduction of sleep,
only to find my self waking upon solid ground.
Feeling the momentary warmth of the Sun
so seldom cherished, I knew that despite
the glowing sunshine and embrace of the earth
I would soon again be lured
into the darkness of your fathomless soul.



To Know an Angel


Profusion of color and emotion rise in symphony
Rendering me breathless in the height of metamorphosis
Eloquently I subdue my fragmented mind in works of war
Wilting before an untouchable Sun
My darkness is the only offering of Beauty I have to give
And my soul is subdued with the gentle persuasion
That I have indeed, been kissed by an Angel.







A Meeting of Hearts

The thought of his face brings tears to my eyes
Some intangible emotion, bittersweet, nameless
Eternal spring against the cold hand of winter
Tingles of excitement rush through my body
And sorrow steals through my soul
I taste the gift of new hope, though darkness
interlaces the divine pleasure of his touch.
My heart aches, my soul searches, my mind mocks
And with reckless abandon and trepidation both
I reach out for this stranger whom my soul has known forever.



Milk and Honey

If you could only see
Maybe you would understand
Blood is the price of milk and honey

Wilted flowers plead for mercy
An unkind god denies them
Go ahead laugh!
Your mockery feeds me.

Hatred comes easily to the neglected.
Compassion for those blossoms begging
Is the vice I cannot vanquish.
I would murder you myself
If you even existed.

I will laugh then because
The blood of lapwings and bats
Wets my lips
And I will freely share it with the dying.



Growing Pains

I turned around at the sound of my name
Only to stare into an image long past
Her name is written in stone
The moon sometimes illumines the etchings in the dark
The wind whispers a secret song
Kept in the hearts of lovers now forgotten
I once knew her, but now she seems only a distant memory
That sometimes rises from the grave and
for one fleeting moment lives
I turned my head at the sound of my name
And said goodbye to the fading echo of a ghost.



Tears of Nu....


Basking in the embrace of Nu
Silvery tears glisten
Visited by the shadow of desolation
Enraged to see such beauty abused
How I despise them
As I entwine my love with yours
Working towards redemption
In the perfect silence of Night
I sing secret hymns
Bathing in kisses of azure and gold.





art by Sapphire Ravensong


Sabbat

I am the unconfined
Scattering moonlight and faerie dust
Upon which hummingbirds feast
Tasting the nectar of a secret garden

Patterns of tiny things
Create a luminescent light
with their unseen spiral dance.
An interpaly of liquid shadows echoes
the resounding silence through the vastness of eternity.

We expose ourselves to truth
and weep passionately.
The meaning of our mantras is written on the walls of our souls,
transubstantiating the flesh
into a new mystery.
Surpassing the voice of doubt
We fly with wings of fire.




The Enchanted


Intoxicated by your Beauty
I am lost in a Whirlpool of Dementia
Succumbing to Capricious Fantasy
I wring my hands alternately between
Exalted Mystical Rapture and
Utter Desolation.
Venomous kisses choke every barbarian invader.
My blood chokes wayward vampires.
Veneration of the Goddess of Death
Demands supplication
Yet, you, I reverence beyond all.
Though my mind raves in protest
I still ardently enfold the child of my suffering.
In a concert of radiant majesty,
I dance alone with the stars.




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