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.
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On the wall watches me as I fall. I wish upon a star as fire consumes my soul. I beg the moon to see me as I jump and land in a pile of shit… That’s it! Fuck You mirror, mirror your a fraud. I am a Queen! I picked myself up after every fall. …
As the light fades I see differently As the time passes I remember less As I look back I hear laughter that brought me joy… Happy tears instead of painful ones. As my memory fades with the light I remember the times of joy and laughter that filled my pain filled life as it goes…
Embrace the state of grace… Earned the right to have a seat at the table… Born of fire and ice. Endured the well of hell inflicted by men… Always rising again and again… wrapped in the Warriors cloak of the Goddess…