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Goddess of the Mist



Better watch yourself

he’s just playing with you

saying all those words you want to hear

not one of them true


Holy roller, business owner, multimillionaire

you’ve been on the road of heartbreak

he’s the answer to your prayer

Philanthropist, romanticist, sex god love affair

he’s everything a man can be

now you’re tangled in his lair


That sickly, nagging feeling

Is he really who he seems?

Is he just an online fantasy,

or the answer to your dreams?


Time will tell and things will show

he’s played this game before

with her and her and her and her

and everyone you know


Disappointment and resentment

feelings you know well

Still it doesn’t seem to matter

your guard’s a fragile shell


Letting go and moving on; it isn’t really hard

the disillusioned disenchantment

of a heart already scarred


Sometimes you still wonder just who he really is

was that even his real name

but if he’s everything he said he was

he wouldn’t play this game

Goddess of the Mist

Magick of the Night


She can feel the magick of the night

the moon a sliver of cold white light

in a star-speckled vastness that no one owns

where mystery stays and finds a home


Mists so thick as they tumble in

from a storm-tossed sea she can hear the din

of those monster waves coming crashing down

on the windswept shores of a sleepy little town


Of a winter white night there can be no doubt

it’s a time when most choose to not go out

the dogs lay sleeping and the children doze

everybody bundled in their warmest nighttime clothes


Save one little gypsy, looks out at the night

from her rumble tumble caravan, it’s such a sight!

Brightly colored, brightly lit, she’s been from sea to sea

fortunes and divinity, only she can see

and the road never ends, and the nights are long

and she makes it through, day to day

with a prayer and a song



© Goddess of the Mist


















Goddess of the Mist


Rose, Black, Blood, Gothic

Misplaced and misunderstood

and again, only judged by the cover

This has nothing to do with it

it’s not even me!

There’s so much more to discover…


Tramped and traipsed all over the place

lonely and anxious, you’re just like me

demons from the past have come

and I can’t see wrong from right

in this time of foggy uncertainty


Synchronicities running high

and what I feel for you is the remedy

for the loves that have lost

and the ones never been

forgotten in your irresistible, kissable legacy


Waiting to be explored

in this circle of light that some call doom

from the shadow realm you appear to me

you hardly know me yet

as you wait in the light of the moon


Some said you were evil, some good

I said you were neither

and we stayed up late to be next to each other

two hearts on fire with the heat of each other

from vengeance grows

a need to honor the soul





©2019 by Goddess of the Mist






Goddess of the Mist

Dragon's Keep

Animal, Beast, Creature, Dragon, Drake

In the tangled web of the dragon’s lair

there were nooks and crannies everywhere

A token treasure lay hidden there

for who to find and who would dare?


While a full moon shines through cracks in the roof

she decides she would like to know the truth

Ventures from her bed to see a night sky where

clouds resembling manatees drift across the atmosphere


Now they are ghosts, then death shrouds, then nothing

She thinks of what she’s got to lose; not much

Down by the seaside where she knows the cave to be

she will venture there alone, willingly


She takes a deep breath as she enters the gloom

the chill of the night follows a warm afternoon

Feeling the heat of the dragon and the rumble of his roar

it doesn’t scare her since she knows the score


Long ago this dragon, she pulled a thorn from his foot

now he senses her movements and knows her reaction

Seeing the glint and the gleam of the finest of gemstones

she reaches for her quest:  a perfect bloodstone


It is change she desires and change that she seeks

A bloodstone to bring it; a dragon to keep.





©2019 by Goddess of the Mist




Goddess of the Mist

A Night Time Stroll


In honor of a night time stroll

I won’t let you down; you should say no more!

Here, take my hand.  Let’s walk out this door

to be young again, like we did before…


The air will be warm, a balmy night

We’ll grab beers to go and a smoke to light

As we make our way down an empty street

moon light, flood light, crickets on repeat


At the end right there an ancient house stands

old as can be and many times changed hands

I dare you, you dare me:  should we go inside?

But we both know we will, we’ve nothing to hide


It’s a sinister place, though, and shadowy too

you win some, you lose some – and this place was through

We make it as far as the front drawing room

creaking and cracking; apprehension-filled gloom


Spiraled stairs wind their way to where no one should stay

dusty spirals looming in historic disarray

we don’t dare ascend as the floors may give way

our hearts beating faster; shadows tremble and sway


A moment to kiss, take a swig and a smoke

the excitement we share from our spooky little joke

We keep quiet for reasons we don’t even know

it was fun while it lasted, but it’s time to go!


A blood moon is calling, a lunar rip tide

Hold my hand, hold on tight – an excitement filled ride!

Ride the waves with me, kiss the stars

The night time is ours!


Be my scary little darling; my night time delight

May the morning never come, make it last all night

We want to live in it, breathe it in

You make everything all right.


©2015 Goddess of the Mist




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