moon child

the moon child weeps
for the secrets she keeps

a lonely empath
destined to see

it threatens her sanity
for she has no relief

feeling everything
EVERYTHING
to such extremes

a gift some say
but she can never be free

the moon child weeps,
she weeps

©bev stillwell 2014

pai

he is a scorpio
the most evolved one
ive ever known

the gifts of his energy
touches so many

and fills my soul with love

he operates as the phoenix
loyal
honest
and kind

unselfish with his time
and resources

the best friend you could find

he is the greatest cuddle bug
in the world

the most compassionate
and sensitive man with this sign

he will forever be
appreciated by me

the one,
the only one,
he calls daughter

©bev stillwell 2014

the other me

how can i say 'dont be rude'
when my words havent been kind lately?

how can i speak of faith
while filling my own mind with worry?

how can i advise someone to follow their dream
when ive been putting mine on hold?

how can i suggest forgiveness
when ive been carrying around pain?

how can i muster anything at all
without being a complete hypocrite?

damn, EGO!!

reexamine 101


©bev stillwell 2014

idée fixe

his eyes bare my soul
i pretend im unaware
my heart pounding
my rhythm off

he walks in the room
i go the opposite direction,
hoping to catch my breath
my heart pounding
my rhythm off

his energy pulls me in
i struggle to remain detached
intense passions boiling over
my heart pounding
my rhythm off

an unforbidden union
a secret i'll keep locked away
my heart pounding
my rhythm off


©bev stillwell 2014