Lilith said:


We all make mistakes, and marrying Adam was one of mine. So young and impulsive at the time, however all I can say is I learned from the experience and have moved on. In fact, a long way on….
I was the first wife, long before Eve came on the scene and had to come down from my mighty palace and fine background to get tangled up with him in the first place.
I was more than his equal in every sense, but he didn’t think so. This became glaringly apparent after I woke from the brief honeymoon period that had clearly clouded my judgement.
Was I glad to get out of that poky little hovel he called Eden and back to the wilds with my freedom and dignity intact? You bet your sweet life I was. He forgot that my lineage goes way way back, before he was even conceived of. He was from mud alright and I am from the stars and moon, the sun and also his tiny earth. What’s more, the desire too in the very hearts of little beings like him is attributed to me. Be warned, I will never let myself be taken for granted.
One other thing I want to clear up…he and his kind say my voice is like a screech owl…Well, to put the record straight, it certainly is not like a screech owl. It is the very screech owl itself, for I always come in the night, at the back of their dreams, winging it in their fears and dreads.
Oh, I have been so misunderstood. They say I steal babies, well I do not steal babies, I simply rescue them whilst their young souls retain the ability to love and laugh. This is to defend those very baby souls from being corrupted and further wounded by the Adamsis stupidity and selfishness, to say nothing of the violations they inflict behind closed doors…ooh! It makes my cold blood boil and dark eyes blaze with justified rage.
You see, I just cannot sit by and let the Adamsis get away with it. So there…that part is true. I wrap the fragile soul babies carefully up in my dark wings all nestled safe and secrete them away to a very beautiful and secure place where they can no longer be harmed. The baby souls stay there, quite content until their walking talking human selves can be strong enough to retrieve them when they wish to regain the ability to live fully alive and love…and that, makes the risks I take and bad press I get even more worthwhile.
So, if you ever hear the whisper of my wings or feel the breeze of my breath in passing just remember it is me just going about my self-appointed work as usual. SCREEEEEECH!©K Barr



On the line!


Mr God

Calling Google


Toll Free

Lost his browser

Don’t know how to

Get his power

Back please!


©K Barr


Good God!


My gods bigger

Than your god

So I am

Better than you

My God’s morals

Are more good

So I am better

Than too

Those who know

No God

Have no one

Better than who?


What then of those

Whose only care

Can be to show

And dare to share

The nakedness

Of powerless

In scare of life…


©K Barr





Nice to be nice

Even nicer

To be spicier

Break the ice

Do it once

Do it twice

Do it thrice

Does that



©K Barr




Methinks I am

Too much

Of what’s a lot

Of this and not

Enough of that

I don’t fit in

Or out I’m

Lacking in

Essential quantities

Of what

I do not have

And never can get better

Than I am by far

I’m much too other

And another thing

I do confess

I must be very special

To be lesser than the rest


©K Barr





There is no cure

For being me

In general congenital

In person I’m the sort

I should avoid

Or live not let

To regret and so

I think I know

The only thing to do

Is never rue the who

In what I do or say

It’s only consequential

Elementals at their play

Can you?

Do you play too?


©K Barr