In the dream of a woman as a flower, she is nestled deep within.
Embraced by silken petals she sleeps
infused with scent, cloaked in the dew of youth
eternally kissed by its beauty.
She awakens as her petals unfurl, revealing to all...
The warmth of the Sun’s rays pulse,
so virile in his glorious blaze
that silent steps
into shadow
go quietly undetected.
The moment to bask in the light
is now.
Oooh, Darlings! How torrid and wild these late days of Summer can be! Literally, we are...
The languid poetry of lovers
that flows through each warm breath
of Summer air, so divinely sweet
is roused, reluctant
by a sky of fire.
And yet, the waters beckon
with an invitation to remain cool,
in the flow of light.
The ripe, juicy spell of Midsummer...
Enchanted creatures everywhere are well versed in the magic of the moon. From cloaked mystery of shadow to awe-inspiring majestic fullness, her sway holds us. We look to her for hidden truths, to guide our dreamtime, and to pinch...
Summer arrives in her bombshell style,
but she isn’t alone -
the planetary jongleur
poises to keep us all in the air
as particles fly about.
What will drop?
Flowers, sunshine and starlight
when love reigns supreme.
Mmm, mes amours. The sky is indeed heating up, in...
When the earth reappears as a verdant catwalk
adorned with the very latest in blossom chic
Spring takes the runway
as the ultimate Femme Vitale -
petals opened
to the sun, to the wind
to the stars above
Though Spring arrived several Moons ago, she has...
Fire burn and cauldron bubble!
The brilliant glow of life renewed
beckons from every corner,
daring you to accept the challenge
and rise to meet it blazing bright.
Sparks encircled by fate
lead to the magic
that lies ahead…
Enchanted April greets us once more, after a...
The restless winds of early Spring
torn between adventures that await
rising from the fertile belly of the earth
and the fervent desire
to melt back beneath the layers
lest uncertainty reveal itself
And such is the conflicted suitor that is March – does he...
When the lonely heart of snow and ice,
heavy and insular with thoughts of days passed
and restless for days to come,
is led by the hand of Venus along the pink dusky clouds
the wild heart of Spring begins to open
Once again,...
Days begin anew, it seems
stretching forever across snowy acres
into the long Winter’s night,
a Neverland of never ending
so still, and yet ever fluid
-if you can see it.
Have the stars realigned just in time?
January always brings a strange and beautiful paradox:...