Music for Writing Fantasy, Sci Fi, and Fiction

A Concert Series with A Wee Story or Two Included

A voice in harmonies is my muse,
of wind in the trees and rain across my soul’s quiet waters,
a stream’s tumbling sighs and a storms angry howl,
the patter of tiny feet and the thunder of mighty hooves.

And when the night sleeps silent and still,
veiled grey in snowfall’s shadowed gloom,
cold as heaven’s starlit deep,
then I listen my heart to hear
the ghostly chimes of winter’s tears.

Mysteries awaken,
my quill takes flight.
Twisting, twirling,
a dance of wonder through the night.
Now it is I dream and write.

Dark foot prints spill wet across my page.
A heart’s first beat,
a breath’s first gasp,
while I write through this winter’s night.

O’ Death how you’re treatin’ me
You close my eyes so I can’t see
You’re hurtin’ my body
You make me cold
You run my life right outta my soul.

My mistress, dear Muse, whispered ever so softly …

Sweet Water and Deep Currents

A musician, avid reader, crochet master, and author of an epic fantasy shared with many. ("The Years of Bone And Ash")

A musician, avid reader, crochet master, and author of an epic fantasy shared with many. ("The Years of Bone And Ash")