We Are Waning.

Our outer light giving way to shed light on the inner realm. That which we can't see, but but sense. That which we don't know, but will.

My Dear, These Tears You Weep

Ever suddenly been moved to tears and not know why? These tears you weep, from way down deep...…

The One Who Lights Kindling

Guest Poetess & Wild Wanderess, Gwenivere Weiss shares a passionate poem hot of her poetic presses.

Anita’s Truth is Absolute.

Anita's heart was one of a Revolutionary...“For me, the truth has to be absolute. A relative truth is a half-truth and a half-truth is just a half-lie.” - Anita Garibaldi

Joan The Fearless

Without Joan of Arc, there may be no France. Both her tongue and wit were as sharp as the sword she later carried.

The Dance

Guest Writer This Week! Featuring a poem about women who not only run with wolves, they dance.

Josephine’s Compassion is a Call

"Compassion is a call, a demand of nature, to relieve the unhappy as hunger is a natural call for food." - The Patron Saint of Prostitutes