When trees talk to me,
everything is okay.
The dark clouds on the horizon dissipate,
and I’m free once more.
When trees talk to me,
It’s okay to just sit
and have nothing to do-
nowhere to go.
There’s just love to be filled with.
When trees talk to me,
I’m carried away
and forget to exist
within any kind of constraints
that I’ve placed on myself.
When trees [...]

Dirty Little Writer
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SO, Maybe I am just a dirty little writer
although for so long
i didn’t think that was good enough
and thought i had to be so much more
until god called my bluff
and showed me the sensuous delight
of writing with light about my insights
as I take to flight..
Maybe i [...]

Hey there, Super nova,
Have I told you lately
Just how glad I am that
you’re in my line of sight
When I look out at the night sky?
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Have I blown my spirit to the edge
Of your waiting ear
to whisper softly and sweetly
How glad I am to bask in [...]

When my rage burns, it burns like fire.
A horrendous forest fire burning, burning, burning…
Both wild and beautiful to behold,
Destroying everything in its path.
I am a phoenix burning out of control,
begging for someone to please…stop…me.
My own power is my truest fear -
A force I try too hard to contain, control and compromise-
Anything to keep myself from [...]

In honor of February, here are some love and lust poems I’ve had the pleasure to pen: Be sure to let me know what you think of them!!

Baby Girl

Chorus:Don’t you know your baby girl wants you?
Don’t you know your baby girl needs you?
Don’t you know, don’t you know, don’t you know tonight…your baby girl needs [...]

What is Diaries of a Godling? It’s a trail…a map of my journeys. As a godling - half spirit, half flesh, I spent a good portion of my life trying to figure out just what I was..and why I was different…
Something happened a few years ago…I died…I was cut so deep that I bled [...]

Can we talk about addiction?
The undending fiction
that we are not what we want to be?
Misconception for a fee
That we need anyone or anything
A pill, a pipe, a one night fling
to fill our aching hearts.
But it’s a problem made of parts.
For a moment, please, open your view
For you be me and I be you.
The seduction of [...]