i took in the forest on this lovely fall day and found myself swirling in magic and enchantment. so i took some photos of some of the things i saw. the magic of nature blissfully moving all around me. sparks flying. a sweet october afternoon.

this evening i admired the magic...

being with swans is something i love.
they are such beautiful magical creatures.
they are right out of a dream.

the woods have a song. a mysterious voice.
a chorus of beautiful noise.
the wind and leaves making the sound of a dream.
a sound that embraces me.













i got lost in the woods and it was beautiful.

out for a walk and it was lovely...



















XOXOXO

BY STAR BLACK


the devil is rising inside you, rising, rising, rising.
he is going to make you do something true, something
sinister and surprising, something demonic and inviting.
the devil is doing his work through you. he isn't hiding.

you are to burn in the gates of hell: trillions of years,
millenniums, millenniums. angels are going to mourn for you
in their white, white dresses. harps will plink sad songs:
you're the one peter erases: wrong, wrong, very wrong.

the devil is on your back, riding. the devil is on your back,
gliding. the devil is on your back, whispering words, words
that are heard: sinful, succulent, lascivious words, horror
sounds, coming, coming, rising through you, pitchforked.

thumping, hurrying, your veins tubes, hurrying, thunder
ooze, tromp, tromp, tromp, the devil is taking you.

this season. the changes. the electrical currents. the love we share. the movements and the energy. hate is a wasteful etertainer. picking up the pieces. see where they fit. creative fires fuel me. i am not the driver. i am the possessed. lots of things are changing and although change is freaky and tricky, i am looking forward to it.

i am also editing my first collection of poems and am looking up publishers. i will definitely keep this page updated. lots of changes are happening and i am feeling highly creative and pretty excited. feeling random too and random is a okay! woohoo!

:)

i love hearts and i love lynch :)
i hope you're all having a sugary sweet and oh so lovely night.
i love you!
XOXOXO

the shirt touches his neck
and smoothes down his back.
it slides down his sides.
it even goes down below his belt-
down into his pants.
lucky shirt.

-jane kenyon

i was reading 'the best american erotic poems' again and i wanted to share this one because i thought it was sweet. oh that shirt! ;)