Tread Softly

Sometimes, someone breaks through the gates of my inner self, throws them aside, and peeks in to long dormant corners of my mind. With keen wit and sharp eye scrapes back the layers that camouflage powerful desires. So subtle this gossamer presence, that I seldom know they are there until they glide away, leaving me shattered. … More Tread Softly

Among the Gorse

A mass of contradictions is Gorse: Keenly fragrant on a warm day, yet Barbed to the touch. Within, an entire world once wound through hidden paths. That fragrance? Purest Vanilla, with something else entirely. A visceral  funk. Arousing.   Beckoning the lusty. To a most secluded of bowers- when with a lover. Hidden by enclosing … More Among the Gorse


  There are no words to thank you for your love, None can suffice: they would be infinite. For all you teach me, I thank stars above: Until the dawn absorbs their gentle light.   Yet I shall give you words that you taught me, The precious gift of words, which I adore: For in your goodness you … More Materfamilias


We’re all in Departures: Within those ticking-brief moments of rest time. Our minds in transit. We load up on caffeine or booze for the long haul. To steady the nerves.   Some sitting alone, lamenting farewells. Others tingling with anticipation at what’s to come. Either clutching the onward ticket, or stowing it deep. Unhappy at the … More Departures