Words are cheap, and too many of them can give you a brain freeze!

TheOld YearIs finished.She closed her eyesAnd wrapped herself inA robe of ice and wind.As she dreamed of renewal,We shivered in the frigid nightAnd cried ...

Walk through the graveyard late at nightAnd read headstones by candlelightEmbrace the souls who walk behindAnd imagine their gods are kind Step lightly through ...

I left my bones behind to rotBeneath a grave of fallen leaves.I gave thanks for the peace it broughtAnd left the world behind to ...

Come and dance beneath the moonAnd bathe yourself in her glowAs we hum our sacred tune Time to let your heart communeAs we worship ...

Four reasons to call on your ancestors.

A poem about dealing with creative burnout

What makes a life worth celebrating?

Will you open the door of empathy?

What will you do this Summer?