I am / an agnostic gnostic / with zen principles.


Speak in tongues and no one sees / Lies and misconceptions weaved / Wave your arms, a stunning dance / That sultry look and upward glance

The Story Weaver

Surrounded by shimmering fibres, glittering threads, and in a cloud of colour the Story Weaver sits at her magnificent loom like a spider i…

Silver Linings Playbook

The best movie I’ve ever seen.

The Secret Keeper, Part III: Alexandra

The desert stretches out beyond them and the moon highlights the crests of the dunes. Breath is steaming in the frigid air and feet are si…

The Secret Keeper Part IX: Old Friends

Alexandra and Pandora stand before the Story Weaver. / “Remember, you must let nothing stop you,” the Story Weaver tells them. / Alexandra …


As the weaver works the loom / In the fabrics of our doom / We will travel through this life / Never far from fear and strife / And when we…

A weavers wonder

The spider takes a silken thread / and carefully with skill / he weaves it in a pattern / with no loom or shuttle there / Until as great de…

The spell weaver

The / Oud and riq join in / Quickening her / Breath. / Touched to the very / Core there is no / Distinction between / Sound and movement…


The wise old man sits day after day, bent over his weaving, telling the story that needs to be told.

The Secret Keeper Part VIII: The Beast

The cavernous room is dimly lit by an array of liquids bubbling in alembics and their burners. The potions shimmer in strange colours, vitr…

the tapistry

colors so many colors…weaving weave woven

01 07 09 Press Release Rancho Linda Vista (news…

James Weaver Memorial Exhibition / How does one define an artist? It is hard enough to define a simple man, who never picked up brush or pe…

The Heart Collector (The Secret Keeper Part X)

With a gentle touch she strokes each heart where she has placed it in the chest to ensure it is still warm and beating…

Word Weaver

Anglin’ each fabric of perspective / Into the right perpendicular phrases / To bend into interlaced passion / For each needled eye / To see…


a poem… called… memoriam

• quickening (a power song) by weaver

to gather / energy / at a moment’s notice / hovering / within / the………………………..

Dream Weaver 1

Last night I saw myself in an old broken down lighthouse, standing in a foyer with stairs in one direction and a door in the other.

Song of the Weaver

Soft as the sunshine / And vibrant as life / The strings and notes together / bound eternally in happiness or strife

The Weaver

I’ve forgotten how to breathe, / In this entwining of mortality, / Does he sew or weave?

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