Cry With The Rain

when your edges have become rough and dried out and your roots can find no source of inspiration or joy when taller trees shadow your failing leaves and the ground cracks beneath your woes cry with the rain what wrents to your soul become can only be shown by tears from above let the shining … More Cry With The Rain

Be Yourself

Be vivid as a setting sun, Now is not the time to waste hiding who you are. Embrace your colors, Wearing each hue as tight as a loved one. The love we hold within ourselves, Reflects out between our flaws and imperfections. This light

A Chosen Rose

Roses of red are often looked upon, As fair messengers of loves deepest moods. Yet nature has produced roses of many hues, Peaches, pastel pinks, shining white, and resident yellow. I myself trust not these sanguine blossoms to depict my love, Give me a rainbow of passion fir for royalty, That you may know of … More A Chosen Rose


What treasures do we hold within ourselves, While waiting for the heat to come after our blossoms fall? Do we wilt below the heat of our own fears and shame, Or allow ourselves to dry out upon the refiners furnace? What of the fruits of our labor do we bear, Have we planted hope within … More Potential

Nature’s Balm

Deepest root dive down and find, A lost river of love for me. To mend this heart so willingly torn, From beating chest of mine. Lift branches high and leaves so green, That I may soak up life’s lasting gifts. And blossom with knowledge sweet, To sooth this aching soul. -M.E. InkOwl

Skipping Stones

Skip a stone upon a pond, And watch the ripples waver and fade. With old and young skim across waters deep, That memory may never fade. So withered hand and fingers of youth, May intertwine and remember. Each moment is a gift so carefully wrapped, That we cannot stand to waste. -M.E. InkOwl

Look Thee Not Down

Though the rain may pour, And your back may bend beneath your load. If clouds of darkness gather upon the horizon, And wind may seek to shake you to the core. The ground may crack and mountains crumble, And you may fall into places deep. Remember still the shining sun, And look thee not down. … More Look Thee Not Down