Upon A Crossroads

I walked upon paths long trodden, Where memories hung down from trees so old. A canal reflected the morning sun, Sprinkling light upon summer sweet blossoms. Each step felt like a long lost friend, Found once more upon the way. Peace held us close between sunflower and reeds, And we communed in nature buzzing with … More Upon A Crossroads

Thank A Teacher

Mrs. Sp., I loved reading poems with you every so often. Shel Silverstein made poetry fun to speak out loud, but you helped me feel safe enough to speak silly. -M.E. InkOwl Please join me this month in celebrating the educators in our lives! I personally am sharing short, meaningful moments that have positively impacted … More Thank A Teacher

Thank A Teacher

Mrs. G., You were one who listened to my tears and told me I was loved. Thank you for showing me you cared when it felt like no one did. -M.E. InkOwl Please join me this month in celebrating the educators in our lives! I personally am sharing short, meaningful moments that have positively impacted … More Thank A Teacher

Thank A Teacher

Mrs. F., Thank you for scaring me with your straight face and honest observations. You were the first grumpy person I grew to love. -M.E. InkOwl Please join me this month in celebrating the educators in our lives! I personally am sharing short, meaningful moments that have positively impacted my life. I encourage you to … More Thank A Teacher

Thank A Teacher

Welcome to September on the Ink Owl! I’m going to be publishing sweet and simple posts through this month as I jump into the new teaching year. Who knows what that is going to look like. (I may be writing this in July . . .) I wanted to take this month and publicly thank … More Thank A Teacher

August’s End

Our long summer days are drawing to a close, The adventures are changing unbidden. A nightingale speaks of change upon this cooling earth, And new roots have begun to unwind. Let us thank this good earth that has taken us in, And reverence the gifts daily given. For our lives now turn round an unseen … More August’s End

Linger Longer

Linger longer upon this field with me, That I may entreat the living world to freeze. And make within us our hearts be slow, That we may stay together always. Your hand in mine our eyes as one, Drinking in the joy of this scene. Be wistful with me as children are, When they know … More Linger Longer