Tree Music
Playing with words . . . .
wheel year
Oh Guinevere
“. . . therefore all ye that be lovers call unto your remembrance the month of May, like as did …
Ostara’s Easing
And so the earth began to soften and the warming breezes came. And everywhere down through the eons of this …
Mycelium and Memory
And so I drop in deepest winter dreaming. Composing and decomposing, drifting under over and within. Descending into earth, …
Oat Straw Harvest Prayer
Oat straw ancient one— Milk of our Mother Gaia. Thank you for soothing and supporting us. Thank you for giving …
Hawthorn Heart Weaver (i carry your heart)
hawthorn heart opener mayblossom when spring winds fly— open my heart with your five-petaled flower. i carry your heart hawthorn …
Cinderella in Spring, 1967
Walking through the field on your way home from school. The path leads through naked brush along the farthest edge …
Hylde-mođer (Elder Mother)
Ellærn, eller, eldre Eldrun, hyldor, hylanntree Hylde-mođer you shall be. Holding My tender silver reaching roots in winter cradle death. …
Solstice Rising
In the deep peace and stillness of a winter’s morning, The sun rises and we are born again. Image: …
Crone Mother at Calan Gaeaf
Now Winter is calling her. The Western Gates are open, And once again she stands in liminal space. Not spinning, …
Ostara playlist
A poem crafted from the titles of the songs on my Ostara playlist. It’s mostly about the language …
Eclipsing
The milkweed pod splits in my hands. And silky white seed tails scatter through my fingers and across the …
A cry for Gwyl Awst: The harvest time has come
Children of the Star Goddess We are the ones we have been waiting for. The heated days of August …
Crone Mother at Calan Mai
Now Summer is calling her. And she is leaning into that liminal space. Not spinning, not weaving, not wondering. Standing …
Winter Solstice Song for my Sisters of the Drum
Let my drum guide you with soft steady beat As you move through the darkness Into the deep. Flow …
Mabon dialectic
As we turn from the light to acknowledge the dark We can snuff out the flame and then reset …
Zombie Walk in October
Shuffling along a broken path, Arms swaying limply, Matted hair hanging around her face. She trudges from emptiness to emptiness. …
In This Moment Moving Forward
This. Is birdsong at dawn. This. Is the rich earth humming under foot. Waking roots and teeming with life and …
Ambient at Beltaine
I am ambient. And I blend As I move forward into the past and back towards the future. My …
