Jupiter’s Beard

Green leaves reaching to the sky, as I  lay on a bed of grass.

Life was around me, within me as youth grew in my bones.

I held innocence in my hand, cupping fingers around frail flowers.

Red touch my palm and in a single moment I was among the stars, gas giants, and floating matter.

-M.E. InkOwl

Shisa Female

To this home, bring your feet,

Care-worn, cracked and in need.

For those with in work to bring other peace, through company, talk and food.

I close my mouth over happiness and joy to keep those feelings in,

For share we do, with all who come.

Please enter, friend, and partake.

-M.E. InkOwl

Nature’s Course

Quickly! Bring me a packet,

I need some right here.

You see that spot bare of any mounds?

I think it was missed as we passed by.

Yup nothing is in the ground.

Got that packet? Yes! Thank you dear.

Now do me a favor and rip it open.

Excellent! Now scatter it in.

For nature is random, and doesn’t grow in straight lines.

So forget about control and let nature take its course!

-M.E. InkOwl

Shisa Male

Upon the doorstep of this home,

A ferocious guard stands by.

Meant to wait upon the threshold,

With fangs laid bare it waits to rend evil from the air.

Do not come with cruelty in mind, or hatred in your heart.

For you shall not pass, with in these walls, but will be torn apart.

-M.E. InkOwl

Dancing Hollyhocks

We made small people from their blossoms,

Handsome men in suits with gowned women on their arms.

So fine an affair to be seen.

They danced round their stalks till the day was done,

And climbed up to their houses to rest.

-M.E. InkOwl

House of Skeps



Industrious buzzing,

Captured by woven pieces.

My home is a hive,

Hidden within layers of paint.

Creativity reigns queen,

And we all sing.

Because my mother is a honey bee.

-M.E. InkOwl

Night Games

Ghosts in the night made us all run.

I tripped over a rolling can,

Falling into a space for only for Sardines.

The night was a game, limited only by time,

As we played between streets so dark.

Few light shown out to illuminate our path,

Giving us the perfect kind of cover.

When the time came to go,

The only light I gave heed to was the one by my back door.

-M.E. InkOwl