Eccentric Tea Woman

  I have seen him in my dreams So much a normal part of my night, now. He still scares me. His eyes, green, verdant, powerful -  They to me with emotions I have never felt When I was alone. The figure in my dreams hunts me down Night after night, yet smiles when he captures me As if he holds a fit of laughter So close in check. His long, twisted hair, fans softly across my cheek Sighs, long, drawn out, a longing Terrible hunger, unable to quench This Lord of the Green, Dionysus in the flesh. Madness, it comes for me Through the eyes of green, staring, holding me Bound, wrapped in His pagan arms. Am I feeling love for the first time? Or, is this the last? He smells of musk, freshly turned earth, Kisses made of water, magic And Death. Rough, calloused hands, made dark by moonlight Touch my face, that same smile lingers As a torment to my existence. Still, he does not tell me of the secret, The why of the smile, damn, forever Like Paradise Lost, Milton’s sacrificial lamb. “Make m...

  The rain patters quietly on the grass. Each drop from above is a sensitive kiss - what I focus on as I listen to you say that you no longer love me. Distorted focus helps the heart mend faster; of course it should hurt deeper - a realization that I am alive. I am still able to change, as are you. So you pack your things yet leave your books and exit my place, my eyes still focused on the extremely green grass. Too late to accept my wrongs, decided quickly over green tea sipped carefully one day with no conversation. Viridian Tea Company - Strange and Unusual Tea Blends! Click HERE for the Etsy store link!  

  First came the rain. Softly, swiftly, a rush of cold not caring of biology. No surprise to those who expected such emotion; changes in most things require further thought that is not implied. The water is cold -  ready to blister and condemn sins. A blessing falls upon us all, not discriminating through the baptism. The rains come with much to fear.  Try the blends of Viridian Tea Company today - Tea Blends for the Strange and Unusual! Click HERE for the VTC Etsy store link! Spider Witch Tea Blend - inspired by the works of J.L. Mulvihill 

  If one sits still long enough Mushrooms will grow on their skin like edible tattoos. Fungi of every colour, size, and smell sprouting in response to a thought, untouched dreams, and wishes gone away. Eating your own strengthens the resolve; not waste, taken and absorbed back into the collective. Cultivated and naked bodies create enough for the world, assisted in dark rooms,  stored away from the sun. Thinly sliced and savoured during parties of ill repute: women dressed in ebon coloured dresses, eyes distorted by mysterious kohl. The men stand to the side, watching like naive children; their purpose is not yet given to them. Samples of everyone lay about within an atmosphere of an opium den - Gothic tragedy creating such sexual frustrations and the removal of limitations. Those who linger beyond the normal, those who savour and taste such fungal pleasures mingled with blood drawn from their own veins, smile as only they can. Their bright violet eyes, their mouths painted wi...

  Too many shadows to catch And not enough patience; something completely regrettable. I am tired - let me fade and become a shadow To be caught by colours still unknown to humans. I was brought here to be a witness To the failings of the world And still I speak with an archaic tongue. I wish to prove to you That yes, it is possible to become something else. Something within your reach, something That the world has only dreamt of and will never create.  Listen to the winds across the sea and tell me that you still don't believe, For as long as you remain stuck within your mind That damage you complain of will never die.  Click HERE for the Viridian Tea Company Etsy Store! Tea Blends for the Strange and Unusual!

 (Golden Farmers Market - Golden, Colorado) Many years ago, my mother introduced me to the world of French pastries when we walked into La Baguette in Memphis, TN. Although the little shop had many items to choose from, my mom showed me the almond croissant . . . and I haven't been the same since. Their almond croissant was heaven to my mouth - the tastes of butter and sweet almond caressing my tastebuds. I ate their almond croissants once every six months because enjoying them meant not only a decadent treat but also a little bit of stomach pain afterward. It seemed that while I could appreciate the finer foods of the world, my acid reflux thought otherwise. Since that time, the almond croissant symbolized a moment of sheer selfish pleasure for myself, the one time in which I throw all gastro-caution to the wind and just give in. The almond croissant has become a bit like a World of Warcraft quest for me - seeking it out every chance I get and knowing that the reward will be just ...

  Plural of everything can exist, possibly in mental notes and images. Was this the result of our wishes becoming fulfilled from a lack of desires? We have become materialistic, trying everything until there is nothing left to duplicate. Surely, textbooks will write of us one day. Viridian Tea Company - Tea Blends for the Strange and Unusual!