Friday, March 3, 2017


Every writer strives for perfection. A chance to be recognized for his/her work that they have toiled, rewritten, nit picked, edited, and sometimes stressed over.  Every writer is different in the way they handle both praise and rejection, and it doesn't make a difference whether  they are a novice or seasoned writer, so I can only speak for myself.

Recently, I submitted a short story on Hubpages, Elves-Faerys-Dwarves,Trolls,and the Thunder-Gods
I was later advised by the editorial team that my story has been elevated to one of Hubpages vertical sites, the Letter Pile, which only contains the best article, stories, etc. Of course, I was ecstatic and immediately spread the word in email and social media. I admit that I like to see my work in print (hard copy or digital) I get a feeling of accomplishment and happiness You would think after being a published writer that it would not be a big deal and I am sure for some it may not. But for me it's one of reasons that keeps me writing for with recognition come the comments of the readers which is the life blood of any writer. Knowing that you touched an emotion or reaction in somebody through your writing is in many ways beyond words.

So to those who read my story for the first time. I thank you and please comment in both the Letter Pile comment section and on this blog.

Enjoy the read.

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day to everyone. A day to show love for those close to your heart.

Valentine's Day has it's legends since it's conception. Like a lot of our holidays, Valentine's Day started out as a pagan holiday, in this case it was the Roman festival of  fertility called Lupercalia which was held annually on February 15. Approximately around 496 Pope Gelsius I renamed to a Christian fest day called St. Valentine's Day ,named after one of the three Saint Valentines who were martyred  on February 14.

It was not until the 14th century that St. Valentine's Day became associated with love and it was Chaucer who linked this celebration with love. In 1381 Chaucer composed a poem in honor of the engagement between England's Richard I and Anne of Bohemia, in his poem The Parliament of Fowls, he linked the royal engagement, the mating of birds and St. Valentine's day together and thus love and St. Valentine's Day have been associated with each other ever since.

St. Valentine's Day evolved over the centuries and by the 18th century, gift-giving and exchanging hand made cards consisting of hearts, lace, ribbons and cupids were common in England and eventually spread to the American colonies. However, the widespread tradition of  Valentine's Day cards in the United States did not take place until 1850 when Esther A. Howland of Worcester, Mass. began mass-producing them.  Today, Valentine's Day is a big business, balloons, candy, flowers, and according to the Greeting Card Association, 25% of all cards sent each year are valentines.

And so for this celebration of love, here is a poem for the Lovely Lady D.

                  My heart has been taken by the Lovely Lady D        
                  Her voice is heard in sweet refrain
                  As she sings to me

                  Our love is one of purity
                  Cast in iron
                  And in flame

                  Our hearts entwined
                  Our love unbridled
                  Upon a fertile plane

                  Lovers forever
                 Shipmates on the sea
                 Wolves that roam together,

                My heart has been taken
                And she holds the key

               @Wayne Adam

Monday, December 5, 2016


December and we've  journeyed  into the dark half of the year awaiting the entrance of the winter solstice and the Cold Moon (December),  also known as the Oak Moon, Moon of Long Nights, Wolf Moon, Holly Moon, and Hunters Moon. The world changes,  days become shorter while nights longer and darker as winter hardens its grip, and Mother Earth sleeps, nestled under its blankets. It's the season enchanted by the snow, storm and tree fairies.Symbolized by the trees of  Holly and Fir as we prepare for the coming of Yule by cultivating  mistletoe.

In the darkness, we relax and reflect on the year taking guidance from the Stag, Swan, Goose, and Wolf. We reflex on our accomplishments and failures looking forward to next year and the rebirth of the sun and our new awareness of life. This is a personal and private time, traditions, good times remembered, people we love, the departed who are deeply missed, and a reevaluation of ourselves. As there is light, darkness will follow, as in nature there is a balance and in December we begin to find the balance in ourselves.

The Healing Power of Tress
The Druid Animal Oracle

Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Voting Day

Stand Up
Be Counted
Speak Up
Stand Proud
Take Pride
Be American
Make a Change

Voting is a privilege, use it. Everyone has a chance to voice their opinion and to make a change, that's what elections are for. Those who didn't vote have no right to complain about the outcome.

Monday, July 18, 2016

Mixed Emotions at 1am

Tonight I am restless, filled with mixed emotions of sadness over the sudden loss of  my dog Skye, the empty void I am in, the love for the Lovely Lady D and her dog Cupcake, along with the sadness in the world.
 But lately, ever since Skye's death I feel a sense of uselessness, probably cause there was nothing I could have done to prevent Skye from dying. So I write this as part of my grieving process since I am a writer and although it's great prose it sill doesn't stop the loss and heartache. Now I need music to outwardly express some of my feelings and since I have this one song  running through my head, I'll play it here.
In time the sadness and heartache will end and the circle of life will be complete, but for now I play this song til the grief subsides.

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Litha 2016

We have reached Midsummer, the Summer Solstice, also known as Litha or Alban Hefin. Where the sun reaches its zenith creating the longest day. A worship of the sun and all of its glory before the days become shorter on their journey toward the Winter solstice.

Litha is a day of sun worship and the Sun God who's element is Fire shown in all of its radiant colors of red, yellow, orange and gold. It's ruled by the Holly King who re-battles and slays his twin, the Oak King, and it's a time of celebrating the power of the sun and riches of the earth, and thusly is associated with the male energies and solar influences.

Litha should be enjoyed in the basking sun. A festival with nature and  homage to life in general. No matter how you celebrate Litha, take the time to feel the power of the sun, its energy and the positive light it emits.
Remember to pick your herbs today and create a bonfire or two.

Blessed Litha to All

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Father's Day

The Father

fair play

@Wayne Adam

To all Father's, Happy Father's Day.

Monday, May 2, 2016

Welcome to May and Bealtaine

We say goodbye to April and National Poetry Month, I hope your experience with poetry was new, exciting and inspirational as it was for me to write and post my works. Remember that poetry is not just for a month but an ever evolving art and expression. Maybe you've found that you are a poet or that poetry is now a part of your life, in any case, it was certainly a fantastic journey.
So I leave National Poetry Month with a question for you. Which of all my poems posted was your favorite? Don't be shy, just leave your answer in the comment section of this post. If you need to review the poems, just look at the recent posts on the right side of the blog, all the poems are labeled with NPM.

Now it's May and  Bealtaine.(May 1st), meaning "bright fire" or, "lucky fire," celebrates the beginning of the summer crop and the passing season. It encompasses the height of Spring and the beginning of Summer, where the Earth is alive with fertility. At Bealtaine, the Lady of the Land takes the hand of the Horned God.

Happy Bealtaine to all.

Saturday, April 30, 2016

Natl Poetry Month, Day 25, Promised


I promised you some poetry or prose upon a page

Should I give you flowers in beautiful arrays?
 Or sunrise, sunset on a perfect day

Maybe I should give you birds in melodious harmonies

Perhaps some tales of restless hearts— a lover’s tragedy,
Or enchanted woods with bells and spells—a mystic fantasy

But I want this to be perfect with words just meant for you,
While giving pieces of myself as a gift to you

 So a story of stars and moons on a cloudless sky,
With fairey dust and softened tones to help you sleep at night

I freely give you all of this in prose and poetry,
To fill your dreams
 Entice your moods,
Or just to pass the time

My promise is completed when I write this final line.              

©Wayne Adam 

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Natl Poetry Month, Day 24, Cupcake

And what would poetry be without dog poetry, a great inspiration and fun to write.


She gives her love without question
Asking only love

How can I resist her affection
Shiny bright eyes
Black mink coat,
A vixen hunting my heart

A sweet caress
This love child jumps upon my chest

Her licks warm and tender,
Sweet is her gentle love
It plays with all my senses

I sing her name in sweet refrain,
Sweet, oh sweet,

@Wayne Adam