Welcome to The Pagan’s Pen…
A little space
A precious place
Ideas and thoughts
of a pagan poet….
or
Welcome to The Pagan’s Pen…
A little space
A precious place
Ideas and thoughts
of a pagan poet….
or
Tears of pain
tears of joy
tears of laughter
tears of sorrow
always tomorrow…
on my feet
on my knees
on my back
on the floor
they want more…
losing heart
losing patience
losing ground
losing hope
dreams afloat…
I crawl
I fight
I walk
I try
again
I cry
again
I wake
again…
I am human therefore, many things… A poet, a teacher, a seeker…. Come with me on a word journey… perhaps we laugh, we sing, we feel… we think…
This site and the human behind it are a work in progress.
To read the poems in their correct form-vertically-please click on them.
I have a short story for purchase in memory of a friend.
1/2 of the proceeds will go to the animal shelter that saved his fragile life long enough for us to love him for a moment in time…
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Thanks for stopping by…
Waiting on the rain Never quite the same Dreams change direction Hope ebbs and flows time long past when I once believed~ Fairy tales aren’t dreams come true they are lessons learned as the spirit burns…
Measuring life through the wounds… Counting coup counting scars like stars. Tip toe go low going with the flow. Pain walks in step lest we forget… The road less traveled wearing honor like armor, battle ready at all times. You try to forget but can’t. You try to let go but it lives within. Walking …
Drifting in floating out the grey and the white side by side they ride. Alive on the inside… What is your truth? Where is your why… Did it die? floating by clouds come clouds go, drifting by…