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Many have questioned,in dream and in trance,Whence the first woman, whence the first man,Whence came the people, who live on this land? Fated humans sprang from Ash and from Elm.Hard and soft driftwood, of little worth,tested by the older-gods at birth,opposites joined, together ignite. The Mother gave them the breathContinue Reading

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Once upon a time,the sun turned its cheek to a bright red.It blushed,and with it the glimmer of sunlight disappeared.The stream kept flowing,even though there is no one to shine against its hard work. After tireless more twirls of the sun,the stream was rewarded with the most majestic creature;a dragon.DespiteContinue Reading

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The red dragon climbs,wings unfurled,flapping, snapping, tautlike sails catching a sudden squall,soaring toward the sun. The raptor, breath scorching,screeches her mating call.Molting, armor shredded,purging, new skin glisteningeach year at Lupercalia. Dragon scales, forged of fire,pointed red hearts,languidly falling, dillydallydrifting through wispy cirrus cloudssouls searching for a home. Ardor dissipated, aContinue Reading

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Summer: a sticky day that melts the old pagesoff the flimsy, withering leather booksin the Lynchburg Public Library. A season wherethe only refuge –the air conditioned hallways.Inside: a child scurries to the counter,holding a pile of children’s books,lopsided and of a multitude of shapes and sizes. Like childrens’books are.The stackContinue Reading