When the poet’s voice Is silenced, The world must pause And remember The breeze that speaks To branches And the beauty of it all. War is...

Gratitude comes In small doses. Ordinary encounters...

Holy Brigid: In these times of burning churches That engulf the skies at night… Light the fire that guides our way. Kindle within us...

When you stand before the fire There shall be no more weeping. The trees shall whisper and wind shall moan: Your fate is in your hands....

Awaken to the sounds of apocalypse: Quiet house. Distant traffic. Water boiling once the kettle is switched on. The striking of a match....

. A poem for Brigid on Imbolc Eve, dedicated to all in need, calling upon the face of She Who Heals He is lonely. Shadows of bombs burst...

Everything we need now germinates inside. Desire pricks like a thorn on grasping hands, Connecting pain with what we want: Creating just...

. I honor the ancestors and those who are to come. I honor this moment and the spacious reach of soul. I am placed between the rising and...

. You have carried us, these long millions of years, We beasts, we leafy fronds, we crouching walkers. The ice has come, the ice has...

.“When does a life bend towards freedom? grasp its direction? How do you know you’re not circling in pale dreams,...

I received the following poem two days ago from a man I’ve never met who reads my blog, and got permission to pass it along. It feels...

A prayer for the Goddess Brigid, on this, Her day: Exalted One! You who kindle flames on every hill, For you, we light the fires....

.Anxious? Find what you love.Ecstatic? Find what you love.Sorrowing? Find what you love.Angry? Find what you love.Hopeful? Find what you...

Listen to this song: We are stars fallen down to earth Kissed-cold with darkness, burning. We reckon out each moment from our birth. ...

Here is the prayer, begun by Tristissima, and added to by myself, for all of those fallen to hatred, fear, and misunderstanding. What is...

I dreamt last night of waltzing As a civil disobedience. Hundreds of us moving ‘til our skins bumped into sweat. And still we swung...

Today, I stand for beauty. I stand for apple blossom and finch. I stand for sun, and wind, and sky. I stand for the shaking of the fig...

Green hummingbird At geometric dance Before high window. Laughter of delight Penetrates still meditation. Thank you, brother bird....

Her stature was a breathtaking Thing to behold. She towered in her beauty, Face turned toward me… A giant among women and Gods. What...

To You. Above the white city On winking green hillside, I offered up my life… Not realizing in that moment, that I took it for myself....