outlaw days, by pd lyons

Outlaw Days

Rode through forests so dark
Could only let the horse pick the way.

Called down the moon,
Draped in silver arms,
Goddess whispering across every inch of skin my name:

“Remember what you know.
Remember you are power.
Know that I have missed you.”


with wings

ah the days of outlaw goddesses and roses

the only silver needed was the moon

the only answer


a thousand molly bloom type yeses

what else could I say to the one who truly knew my name?

probably written in the early 90’s

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