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Creative sanctuary for weaving words, crafting projects and bringing visuals to life

At the tender age of 8, I discovered the enchanting world of poetry writing, where words became my playground and emotions found their voice. As I navigated through my tumultuous teenage years, art became my sanctuary, a refuge where I could escape and express myself freely.

Now, in my 40’s, armed with a wealth of knowledge and experience, I have embarked on a journey to blend my passion for poetry and art, creating a harmonious fusion of words and visuals that reflect the depth of my soul and the richness of my life’s experiences.

Will I Ever Understand Nature?

photo © Liz Mares The air is sweet today. It has the faintest scent of vanilla and earth. For a split second, I wondered if it was me that smelled so good, but no, it is...

Amphibians

What is fear?It is a systematization.It is a proverbial bootHolding our headsUnder water.Keeping us submergedUntil we drownOr become Aquatic. We need to becomeA Nation of...

Decadent Space

Slick and dark,These empty streets,It smells like asphaltAnd the wind makes cosmic tendrilsOf the air. In twilight hourThe city grows opulentThe stars blinkingRed...

I See, Too

FloatingIn mid-airThe softnessOf the breezeTickling to skinWith the imaginationOf a destinationFar beyondThe known. Into the existenceOf smilesAnd splendorIn the...

When Life’s Purpose Strikes

The Arrival I didn’t wake up one day and decide that I wanted to be a poet. Until recently, it was the furthest thing from my mind. I have dedicated over 20 years...

January 24th

The day started with hair in my oatmeal.A track mark tangled in a pool of chunky beige.The reminder that I was falling apart,And no amount of blueberries, bananas orAlgae...

Tori Amos

Is like a thickShag carpet. TextiledSand between my toesAnd the ocean of harmony.A sirens call to home. Where hours passed for a little girlgrabbing a pocket of time in...