Blood And Anxiety- The Truth

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No! I cried

But you reached

And plucked a lie

from your own mouth

Placed it on my heart

I felt it tear, burn

And as I reeled in pain

I saw you turn your back

Was this real?

Was this you?

With my back on the wall

I begged you

But you only covered your face in shame

My heart knew then something it had never know before

The truth of a lie

-The Wasp


This September The InkOwl is teaming up with a guest poet The Wasp to bring you a mix of Blood and Anxiety. These poems were inspired by life events, personal experiences, and a desire to share differing perspectives on relationships. If you’re interested in participating in future corroborations with The InkOwl please feel free to message this blog from the contact page.

Blood and Anxiety- Rippling Light

How dull I’ve become upon the setting sun,

As rippling water swallowing the sun’s light.

Drained of everything upon the surface of my soul,

How small I’ve become.

Like a duck lost upon the waving form of the sea,

I am alone.

But I forget what’s beneath the surface,

Infinite depths breathing wisdom.

Transform my thoughts to a creature of the deep,

I must remember to dive into what makes me.

More than just the rippling, reflected light am I,

For I am as the depths of the sea.

-M.E. InkOwl


This September The InkOwl is teaming up with a guest poet The Wasp to bring you a mix of Blood and Anxiety. These poems were inspired by life events, personal experiences, and a desire to share differing perspectives on relationships. If you’re interested in participating in future corroborations with The InkOwl please feel free to message this blog from the contact page.

Blood and Anxiety- No

img_3347Please, please let me go,

I have a right to live.

You do not understand,

Nor have you tried.

This is my life,

Not yours.

You have no right to decide for me,

I alone own these bones.

So let us be clear upon this matter,

Before I stand clear and go.

No.

It means no.

-M.E. InkOwl


This September The InkOwl is teaming up with a guest poet The Wasp to bring you a mix of Blood and Anxiety. These poems were inspired by life events, personal experiences, and a desire to share differing perspectives on relationships. If you’re interested in participating in future corroborations with The InkOwl please feel free to message this blog from the contact page.

Blood And Anxiety- Bette

img_1540I see her in the lining of my skin

Face framed by hints of silver

Laugh lines crinkled by each eye

Lips curved in smile

Formed with just enough mischief

It’s her beauty that I sense

Perhaps wisdom

But none the less

I see her starring back from the glass

Let me embrace her whole heartily

Changing nothing

I need her now more than ever

I celebrate her

I thank her for sharing

That small part

DNA unaltered

Mischief and all

-The Wasp


This September The InkOwl is teaming up with a guest poet The Wasp to bring you a mix of Blood and Anxiety. These poems were inspired by life events, personal experiences, and a desire to share differing perspectives on relationships. If you’re interested in participating in future corroborations with The InkOwl please feel free to message this blog from the contact page.

Blood And Anxiety- Waiting

20150818_183317I will sit and wait

While he tends to Prophets and Kings

Spines straight

picas perfect

Image placed just so

Fonts serife or sans serife

Paper smooth to the touch

Vellum with gloss finish

End sheets chosen with care

Ever making the Author picture perfect

And when he’s done

He will sit with me

Spin me yarns of Prophets and Kings

Magical things

-The Wasp


This September The InkOwl is teaming up with a guest poet The Wasp to bring you a mix of Blood and Anxiety. These poems were inspired by life events, personal experiences, and a desire to share differing perspectives on relationships. If you’re interested in participating in future corroborations with The InkOwl please feel free to message this blog from the contact page.

Blood and Anxiety- I Am Who I Am

snapseed-53Did you hear the news?

I shouted it from the highest rooftop.

No, I won’t calm down.

It’s become abundantly clear.

Why do you care who can hear what I’m saying?

Does it matter that the neighbors will notice?

Be reasonable you say? Just for once in my life?

Clearly, it cannot wait another second.

I am who I am,

And it doesn’t matter if you care.

I am who I am,

And I’ll try my hardest to never forget.

-M.E. InkOwl


This September The InkOwl is teaming up with a guest poet The Wasp to bring you a mix of Blood and Anxiety. These poems were inspired by life events, personal experiences, and a desire to share differing perspectives on relationships. If you’re interested in participating in future corroborations with The InkOwl please feel free to message this blog from the contact page.

Blood And Anxiety- Open Me

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Pull me down

Heft my weight

Remove my jacket

Crack my spine

Let me thrill you

Maybe chill you

Turn me over

Fill my edges

Smooth me out

Close me up

Hold me close

I will wait

Until the next time

When you open

And release me

– The Wasp


This September The InkOwl is teaming up with a guest poet The Wasp to bring you a mix of Blood and Anxiety. These poems were inspired by life events, personal experiences, and a desire to share differing perspectives on relationships. If you’re interested in participating in future corroborations with The InkOwl please feel free to message this blog from the contact page.

Blood And Anxiety-Wisdom

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My mother’s truths

Where locked away

In an altered mind

Occasionally dropping

Pearls of truth

In my lap

which I would

Greedily grasp

Push into my heart

And cherish

She, denied her mother’s by an early death

Myself

Given one daughter

Who wants

nothing of my truths

I then question

the point of wisdom

Or the need to share

My hearts truths

With my own

So I will share

With other mothers daughters

And ask

Who will share their feminine truths

With mine

Whose hand will

she reach for

To steady her foot

Upon life’s path

Whose tribe

will she run with

What’s the point

Of being

Blessed with wisdom

When the one woman

You most desire

To influence

Turns her face

From your truth

Wanting nothing

So there is an ache

That has found

My heart

Where is my balm Gilead

-The Wasp


This September The InkOwl is teaming up with a guest poet The Wasp to bring you a mix of Blood and Anxiety. These poems were inspired by life events, personal experiences, and a desire to share differing perspectives on relationships. If you’re interested in participating in future corroborations with The InkOwl please feel free to message this blog from the contact page.

Blood And Anxiety- Of The Valley

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Precious child

Unbound by earth

Veil parted

Blessings flow from both sides

Teach us patience

Slow time

Sharing joyful play with your songs

What will we say when time allows

Or will we only smile

Knowing truth

through unblinking eyes

Love was stronger than words

-The Wasp


This September The InkOwl is teaming up with a guest poet The Wasp to bring you a mix of Blood and Anxiety. These poems were inspired by life events, personal experiences, and a desire to share differing perspectives on relationships. If you’re interested in participating in future corroborations with The InkOwl please feel free to message this blog from the contact page.

Blood And Anxiety- Nearness

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Move closer to me dear

I need your warmth

Place my finger on your palm

Feel you press my hand

The lightness of your lips on my forehead comforts me

I need your breath in my hair

Move closer to me dear

It’s the nearness of you that I crave

You are my Sun, Moon, and Stars

A whole universe rests in my heart

Yet there is always room for more

Move closer to me dear

We have stars to toss around

Let’s light up the night sky ❤️

-The Wasp


This September The InkOwl is teaming up with a guest poet The Wasp to bring you a mix of Blood and Anxiety. These poems were inspired by life events, personal experiences, and a desire to share differing perspectives on relationships. If you’re interested in participating in future corroborations with The InkOwl please feel free to message this blog from the contact page.