Month: May 2025

Poetic Musings, Where Demons Tread

A Window’s View

Candid Corvid Productions

I still don’t understand why
My self esteem is blocked

Where exactly is the switch –
How did it get signal-locked?

I cringe as if I was beaten
But that was so long ago

Could it be that car’s impact
Scattered it hither and froed?

When I ignore the mirror
Can settle and be content

If think of gaining partner
Wits scatter into lament

As if I’m the ugliest person
But that can never be true

When beauty resides deep inside
The soul looking out eye windows

Comedy, Where Demons Tread

Ok-Ok

Candid Corvid Productions

“One reason I do not like marijuana is the fact that people smoke it openly.

So while I was out with my youngest at a Mother’s Day garden show, we ended up walking through a cloud of invisible smoke.

Soon after, my eyes swelled red and I could feel the effects spreading into my head, which got my mind dissociating.

After leaving there, we went elsewhere, and as I drove back from that there, my kid reminded me to remember to take us to pick up my car.

‘That’s headin’ where I am right now’ was my answer.

I was channeling an archaic form of the English language.”

Songs, Where Demons Tread

“Get In My Way” (Love Song With Duet)

Candid Corvid Productions

By Athena Stairs, May 10, 2025

Do you wanna
Get in my way

I’m talkin’ bout

Every night
And each day

Let’s talk about

What it’s gonna take and
Then break in the rules

‘Cause I’m crazy for you
And can’t wait anymore

Here’s the door
Are you comin’ through

‘Cause I’ve got so much
Good love to give to you

Ain’t no one got a say in this
Except me and you

So tell me now

Are you gonna
Get in my way

I’m talkin’ bout

Livin’ past when
Old and gray

Been thinkin’ bout

How for lifetimes
They say

Nothin’s better than a bond
That keeps us connected

I mean it now
‘Cause I’m all-in invested

You’re the one that I want
And in fact
Think we’re destined

So open your arms
Come on
Welcome my heat in

Boost that spark in your art
Arcing way past the heavens

‘Cause you know I can give
What you only have dreamed of

So yeah baby
Get in my way

Say you’re the one
And you’re going to stay

I’ll treat you right
I can promise

Ain’t nothin’ for long
Gonna bother us

Because we’ve fought so hard
To make our own mistakes

My punches you’ll catch and
Your heart’s ease I’ll trace

It’ll be me and you
Tendin’ over lucky clovers

Those tears if ever you cry
Filled with relief instead of sorrow

‘Cause baby it’s true
I believe in tomorrow

And you’ll always know

I’ve got your back
And

I’ve got your soul candy
Too

—-

Contact me for permissions.

Songs, Where Demons Tread

“Make It Good For Me” (Song)

Candid Corvid Productions

By Athena Stairs, May 10, 2025

Well
Have you ever really
Had it bad like me
You just can’t eat
You just cant breathe

Yeah
Have you ever really
Had it bad like me
You just can’t live
Without the release

I’m flat outta my mind here
Your wind’s shakin’ my trees
Persuasion’s maturation
Is summoning my queen

You’re soakin’ into my skin now
Osmosis can’t deflect
If you don’t grab the wheel in time
There’s gonna be a wreck

Oh
Have you ever really
Had it bad like me
Can’t keep my cool
You’re such a tease

Oh
Have you ever really
Had it bad like me
It’s what I need
Givin’ me grief

You’re spoutin’ out your promises
Shoutin’ out that you’re ready
Well I’ve been waitin’ too long here
This hunger’s weighin’ heavy

Obsession for your possession
Is wreckin’ like a disease
If you don’t make your move right now
I’m turnin’ into a beast

Oh
Have you ever really
Had it bad like me
Can’t self regulate
My patience bleeds

Yeah
Have you ever really
Had it bad like me
I’m climbin’ the walls
For a moment’s peace

Your methods have been testin’
The patience in me
I’m open to the question
That haunts centuries

I mention in deflection
My vulnerability
‘Cause baby when you become mine
I’ll teach you how to believe

Yeah
You are gonna really
Have it bad like me
You’ll beg for more
Get on your knees

Yeah
You will want it bad
Because you’re still aching
Itchin’ your skin
And rubbin’ to ease

‘Cause baby
You ain’t ever
Had a woman like me
Demandin’ now
You know what I mean

Oh
Will you take me higher
Like your promising
Our souls on fire
I’ll count to three

Oh
Do you really wanna
Have it bad like me
You’ve got the key
So turn it for me

Yeah
You are really gonna
Have it bad like me
‘Cause I’m beggin’ please
Make me believe

Oh Yeah

(Make It Right)

—–

Contact me for permissions.

Where Demons Tread

Dear Friend

Candid Corvid Productions

“I dreamed about you recently, as if for the first time we were meeting, and I was walking through those open office cubicles set up inside of a hospital treatment region.

You were passing through them, too, at a diagonal coming toward me to set our paths near-crossing by necessity of your weaving through the angled maze in seeking to exit.

And as our eyes met in that sidelong, cautionary sounding that only introverts are want to do, questions always silently broadcasting passed between us and at last received their unexpected answers.

You stopped still and looked straight at me.

I slowed to pause – and then turned toward you in a rare moment of my own heart’s adventurous daring.

As I approached slowly and came right up to look into your guarded eyes, I could see in your own moment of rare sharing deep blue fathoms of internal realms where whole worlds were overlapping and colliding.

You told me you’d get off work, soon, and said it would be around 9:30pm – as you then moved gently away quickly, altering direction originally intended, as distancing.

Disappearing through a door while not dressed like any of the personel, I could not easily further track you in my sensory awareness.

Something inside me had awakened upon our connecting, but I did not know if you’d really meet me – or if I had startled you and you had said that so that you could dissolve back into protective scenery.

Memories of your eyes tell of a quest for love so immense, as I’ve also been seeking.”

Songs, Where Demons Tread

In The Afterlife

Candid Corvid Productions

By Athena Stairs, May 9, 2025

If I could break this curse
I’d do my best impression

Of a recovering assassin
Been being good so long

Karma loves to play along
Smothering as uncovering

Semblance I’ve cultivated
Yeah I must be dripping in

Oceans of committed sins
For all the pain impinging

As hell’s wraiths chase me
Along darkened corridors

Screaming and chortling
At attempts of aborting

Missions of original sin
Bibles never mentioned

In bandaids for wounds
Coursing red stigmata

—

Contact me for permissions.

Made Of Stars

Northern Star

Candid Corvid Productions

They forbade intervention
But she countered orders

To prevent species’ loss
Unacceptable casualties

Then born into a lineage
Diluted from once legacy

Observing others around
Lacking insight’s wisdom

Crimped genetic anomalies
Continued trauma bonding

Across space-time arcs
Propagating dissolution

If the root source could be traced
Could cycle be somehow mended?

And could tides be shifted to
Dissolve insanity’s spreading?

The Owl

The Owl

Candid Corvid Productions

If she were truly herself…if she let herself be seen by them…they would see her moving through the crowd, observing them from different angles at distance, gathering sense of their emotions, interpreting their movements, and cocking her head to shift her focus in deep sounding to gather the meaning behind their vibrations.

A Woman's Plight

Half Of One

Candid Corvid Productions

“I dreamed I was pregnant again, far enough in to where people could notice.

I could feel “her” little foot pushing out from  my left inside, and body stretching in my right.

It’s a glorious feeling to be a mother…to be providing a loving “home” for a little one.

And still soul grueling to be without my life mate to feed my heart’s fire.”