Mary my mother, yours and mine. Please watch over me as I dream, watch me sleep watch me grow. Watch me all my life through. I am your daughter, one who loves ces you true. I am your pupil and you are one of my guides. You are my friend. You are my life for… Continue reading Friends From The Heavens
My take on how Xena was in my eyes an Amazon saved by Gabrielle which changed to a comparison of Xena to Bea Smith in Wentworth Prison. Hope you like it. Xena in all reality is without name an Amazon warrior. A woman who fights without thinking of her own need but the safety of… Continue reading A Princess Warrior and a Queen Bea.
Today I look to the skies and weep, weep from deep inside my soul. My guilt, my disgust, my distain for who I am. I once was loving, I once was kind, until my favourite brother died. My mother she blamed his death on me and in time I felt it true. I felt such… Continue reading Xena’s sorrowful soul
I lie here awake my heart’s beat beside me sleeping. I pull her to me in a warm caress and close my eyes so slow. I drink in the perfume from her neck, the goat’s milk from her body. The feel of her skin so smooth. The tickling of her hair on my chin. I… Continue reading The Soul Of A Warrior (Xena Warrior Princess)
I am a bard of heart and soul a writer from my higher zone. I see beauty, love and strength, deep sorrows, hurts, emotions. I write in metaphors, with similies and elegance. I am niave to the true evils in this world. I see this world as one wide open spance with the horizon ever… Continue reading A Bard’s Prayer (Xena related poem)
Music makes you think, it makes you believe in things you never thought possible. Put on a song, each one can make you think and do different things. Motivation is why I listen to tunes I live, they bring out the dancer in me and even when I sit I move part of me to… Continue reading I am… one with Christ… who made me…
Today I dream of life so true, Of life that is made by one who knew, God in heaven brave above who sends us angels to help us through. Life is hard with roads that wind, rivers that flow, heartaches and joy. Everyday we face a new the blows and triumphs God sees fit to… Continue reading God’s Helping Hands