Lady of the Green

 

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Birds sing with the garden,
Lifting dreariness from the day.
You walk with robes of green, calling out in a new way.
With wings of blue, a Jay did fly,
Down to your lifted hand.
And with a delicate and careful eye,
Did pluck the crumbs therein.

-M.E. InkOwl

Music Sweet

Voice lifting in ululation,
You perched as a lark of Spring.
Washing away the filth of the day.
I smiled, sitting on the countertop.
And your eyes sparkled with love.

-M.E. InkOwl

We are Recruiting New Baristas for the Go Dog Go Cafe

To all of you out there following The Ink Owl, another wonderful website I write for is looking for guest writers. Follow the link to learn more! I’d love to see your writing there!

Go Dog Go Café

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It is the mission of Go Dog Go Café’s Mission to provide a warm, inviting and inspiring gathering space for building a healthy and supportive writing community.  We are also committed to providing the Go Dog Go Community with a mix of special features that explore the writing life and exciting original writing from a diverse group of talented writers.  To keep things fresh here at the GDG Cafe, we are currently recruiting new Baristas.

Barista Expectations:

  • Submission of two to three pieces (poetry, prose, writing prompt or short fiction) of original writing a month
  • Commitment to actively participate in the Go Dog Go Community by visiting often, reading and commenting on posts and showing support for patrons and Baristas
  • Follow Go Dog Go on other social media platforms that you use (such as Facebook and Twitter) and spread the word about the cool things going on here.

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Gratitude: Friendship

I am grateful for friendship.

Some friends are fare-weather,

Some are there to exploit,

Some exist to become strangers.

But those chosen few,

Who see you at your best,

And hold you during your worst.

That inspire goodness,

And bring peace to your heart.

They are those who truly last.

-M.E. InkOwl

Gratitude: Piano Keys

I am grateful for piano keys.

Black and white squares, evenly spaced.

Each one ready for fingers to press upon on them,

To vibrate, to illuminate, to produce music.

My head is cocked, and ear is ready.

Let the fingers being to play.

-M.E. InkOwl

Gratitude: The Wind

I am grateful for the wind.

Something feels so familiar in the tossing breeze,

As my hair lifts, and skin prickles with cold, or flushes with warmth.

It’s as if someone from beyond a distant veil is reaching out to me,

Allowing me to feel accompanied,

Even as I walk alone.

-M.E. InkOwl

Gratitude: Grass

I’m grateful for the feeling of grass.

Between my bare toes,

Cool, crisp, green.

It makes me shiver with life,

As I lie face down, pressing my body into the earth,

I feel peace.

-M.E. InkOwl

Gratitude: Faith

I am grateful for faith.

Faith is something that can only be grown from within,

From the merest seed planted in soil of hope.

Through the water of actions faith grows.

Sometimes the winds of life batter the growing tree,

And it is partially uprooted from the soil.

Other times the rain stops and the tree wilts,

But as we continue to dig around it’s roots,

And pile on fresh soil and water,

Faith flourishes.

-M.E. InkOwl

 

 

 

Gratitude: New Life

I am grateful for the gift of new life.

We swayed side to side,

Knowing your day had come to enter this world.

Your mother and I stepped together,

Willing her body to bring you forth with a dance.

Around us new mothers brought life into the world,

Bring pain, joy, and the sound of fresh voices to Earth.

You were waiting out the passing storm,

Until with a firm constitution,

And unbending will, your mother brought you into our arms.

Will little coos and a beating heart you greeted us.

We held your naked form to our skin,

Knowing full well just how precious you were.

My little earth-worker.

-M.E. InkOwl