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.
Taciturn beneath a burning sun, While roots seek for nursing. Now the world turns to a dry wash, Fading within rippling currents. Do sun-scorched faces turn toward or away, But now does it truly matter. Until that is a coolness spreads, Creeping from beneath each flower. It spreads and yawns with a deeper silhouette, Shielding … More Summer Heat
Dance with me, Upon this stage of green. Let fabric fly in the evening light, As we dance about our warming hearts. Oh how our feet glide, As our moves blend to one form. Let’s get lost in this summer’s eve, And delight in the rhythm that is ours. -M.E. InkOwl
Cool endless pathways, Where enchantment percolates, Fingers intertwined. -M.E. InkOwl
Build me a requiem, Thrumming with energy. Where shades of amaranthine, Blink with jewels of dew. Dive from delicate cadences, To where inspiration draws. Unfurling roots that tap memories deep, And flourish within moments captured. -M.E. InkOwl
Spice upon a breeze, Calling back to familiar scenes. Hidden within green depths, Where a mind can turn inward. Unseen life watching, As a spell of thought unfolds. Between a hummingbird’s beat, Let these moments expand. -M.E. InkOwl
Ignite with the strange, Embrace inner turmoil, Love with a whole heart. -M.E. InkOwl
Bespeak a life of cool reverie, As minds wander between green. Jewels pressed upon layers as gentle as a kiss, Eyes now caught glow with unguarded passion. Oh to smell heaven’s gate, Betwixt such living, growing things. Come, drink in this effervescence, And enfold worried minds in the calm of summer. -M.E. InkOwl
Welcome back to the InkOwl! Forgive the extended hiatus, I was on a needed creative break. I am hoping to get more simple content ready and published for the remainder of the year, we’ll keep our fingers crossed. For you all you wonderful followers new and old to the InkOwl, I welcome you to this … More Summer On The InkOwl
Sometimes waiting hurts, Turning heart sick limbs to sky, Patience reveals growth. -M.E. InkOwl
These feet so weary, How they have learned to wander, Such experience. -M.E. InkOwl
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