I am the observer, the note taker, the confidant. For much of my life I have been a silent supporter, a secret-keeper, and a listening ear. But now I have my own story to share, my own thoughts to express and my vision of the world as seen through my eyes.
So we taunt from our fortress free,
The aging sand beneath our feet.
Let’s sing our song of youthful praise,
The sun long spent upon short days.
For twilight’s color will nare sculpt here,
With hands of age and rest sincere.
We are the children of ignorant bliss,
Traveling down life’s path never missed.
-M. E. InkOwl
come away with me,
across this sea of green
where we can be ourselves,
surrendering to our love
time will lose its bite,
and skin its wrinkles
here among the bird song and leaves,
we will dance as radiant sunlight
always in this paradise will we sing,
our voices ever ululating with joy
across this sea of green,
come away with me
-M.E. InkOwl
Gall is what you left upon my hands,
Burning with green delight.
Your bitterness burned into my very soul,
Searing to my bones.
You wished me dead, burnt to dust.
But you never truly understood who I was.
Like Ra,
Bennu,
Osiris,
I rose.
A new creature of fire and light.
Your gall and bitterness have no meaning,
Next to the furnace that is my soul.
With wings spread wide,
I brush off your poisoned embrace.
As dust in the wind your power crumbles,
And a rising Phoenix burns bright purifying my soul from within.
-M. E. InkOwl
Pick me once at eventide,
And breathe in this bewitching fragrance.
Rest, I whisper upon a blanket of down,
As your hands trace a passing cloud.
Time will stop just wait and listen,
You see the bee industrious now hold its wing.
I am your bliss rain splashing with sound,
You closer your eyes and sink to the ground .
Deepest Lavender you are the Queen of both herb and man,
Tarry with us through these forever moments.
-M. E. InkOwl
Splash upon sun-warmed skin,
As wind rushes out the calm.
Sweet refreshment drifts down,
As fresh sheets upon a line.
Rumble over this plot of land,
Parched as bone and sagebrush.
Drink life from the heavens,
As roots sing deep beneath ground.
-M.E. InkOwl
”Twas upon this road I first found you,
In silks woven from waters so blue.
You sang within the reeds so green,
And bent as one to be unseen.
A melody so haunting yet so sweet,
You laughed at my stumbling feet.
I begged you come with me to stay,
Forever with me that very day.
But with a cry your spread your wings,
And vanished into all living things.
Oh nature, my love,
Come back to me.
-M. E. InkOwl
Breathe in this scene,
Mountains,
Grass,
Tree,
Sky.
Closer your mind around it,
Seal it deep inside.
Rejoice.
Rejuvenate.
Remember.
-M. E. InkOwl
Plant the corners of your feet down deep,
As you thrust roots of life underground.
Reach toward the heavens above,
Veiled within clouds of brightest azure.
Twist your frame and bend that trunk,
Until the scales of distraction fall from your eyes.
Behold my world,
Full of what you never saw.
Now drink in this life,
And become one.
-M. E. InkOwl
Trace a finger across my lips,
Hold this jewel with a gentle kiss.
With arms rapped round so tight,
Hold me till the morning light.
Whisper close and shed those tears,
Know I’ll never disappear.
-M. E. InkOwl
Come hither and enter this realm of mine,
Where no one grows past their prime.
Seek ye peace divine,
Upon this earth so far behind.
Touch my hand and trace a line,
From deepest regret to treasure sublime.
Let’s cross this bridge of tree and rhyme,
And forget the bonds of time.
Lift up thine head and brow so fine,
And walk a way from this mortal climb.
‘Tis eternity you seek so saccharine,
Then come and enter this realm of mine.
-M.E. InkOwl
