Jasmine Hue
June 12, 2020
Drift on through the setting rays, With purple smell upon your wings. Open wide those shuttered doors, Let in the jasmine so calm and serene. -M.E. InkOwl
Tag: Creative writing
Learning from Without
April 23, 2020
Berate not these budding things, That do not have eyes to see or ears to hear your nonsensical notions. Remember that small minds speak loudest in fear, And that wisdom comes to those who lay at the foot of the mount and listen. Our world is calling to us, Can you hear her familiar thrums? … More Learning from Without
Write From Within
April 22, 2020
Write. Drag pen across paper, Decisively mark a first step, Onto an empty road. Breathe in a moment, Feel what is, And do what comes naturally. Write. As the world sighs beyond that open window. Write. As line of flame dancing up a dry twig’s back. Write. As moths flutter above your flickering light of … More Write From Within
This Frost
January 22, 2020
Where came this Frost, Upon the weakened bows of life? Down to the roots does sleep crawl, Filling eve dark spaces with seeming death. Draw close to me dear one, That we may fall asleep together. Wrapped in each other’s arms as all turns cold, May we pray for the coming dawn of spring. -M.E. … More This Frost
Weary Chalice
January 14, 2020
Gently ease this body down, And rest so weary each bone. Wrap skin bare with life’s gray hair, And veil these clouded eyes. For I am worn upon life’s shore, And voices call from beyond the sea. My soul sings melody low, And pleads with this world to leave. Across the stars did we all … More Weary Chalice
Down a Snowy Lane
January 9, 2020
You’ve been dropping hints for me to come back, Flakes of ice pepper my world with infinite memories. So much has happened since we said good bye, My throat still tightens when I think of you and our journey. But that all changed when we sealed pathways through a mirror darkly. Now all I have … More Down a Snowy Lane
A Cold Wander
January 8, 2020
Walking along a road quite frozen. Stillness upon the air presses in. Alone I find this moment to live. Disconnected from the vast open world. Reflection rests as a garment upon my shoulders. I wonder where my mind will wander. -M.E. InkOwl
Winterborn
January 7, 2020
Born of ice and snow, Your first cry broke the winter silence. Burning with living fire, Blood beat with sheer will to survive. A thousand pinpricks of starlight danced with dark eyes, In a single breath you stole the very heart from my chest, And pulled me into another world. -M.E. InkOwl
Winter Deepens
January 3, 2020
Let this earth vibrate with a deepening power, Shaking the very foundation holding slothful powers on high. Let this Spring of ignorance never reach the fruition of Summer, Minds bent on selfish reasoning degrade in the harsh reality of Winter. Let ice and cold howl in from the North, Covering all these decedent places in … More Winter Deepens
Sinister Countdown- Leaves’ Witness
October 25, 2019
Crunching bodily underfoot, I flew between silent sobs. It is coming for me, A shadow in this deepening hour. Between the blazing rays of a dying sun, I hide myself fearing what lurks in the shadows of this night. Rustlings of fate whisper through bare limbs, If only I could fall down, down, down, To … More Sinister Countdown- Leaves’ Witness
