Remembering Tolkien

Oh to rest within the Gaffer’s garden, With bees humming about their business, And gentle breezes shifting the trees above. Let me listen to the gentle murmuring streams, While I trace footsteps up Bagshot Row, And taste pipe tobacco upon the evening breeze. To be among good company as they sing, Of winding roads and … More Remembering Tolkien

Oh Potted Plant

Oh potted plant facing the sun, I hope to see where you grow yourself. Will you fill the space that has been given, With roots dive down to seek succor. How will your leaves unfurl, And blossoms arise? However you may do this, Whatever your process may be. I will joyfully watch your progression, And … More Oh Potted Plant

Summer Bee

Busy as one can see, Gliding between rays of light. Constant motion giving way to a dive, Leaping into a well of nectar. Dusted upon from wingtip to antennae, You trace a half lazy path back home. -M.E. InkOwl

Hidden Paradise

Herein we find ourselves, Upon a broken ridge of baked clay. What wastes lie behind our worn soles, Each rock and dried root has been memorized. But now between two sloping mountainsides, Is a slice of what could only be paradise. Running water drips to fill a mind with madness, And from this rushing water … More Hidden Paradise

Wisdom of Ages

Call upon the wisdom of nature, Once living but now has passed. Within hardened resin and bleached bark, Lines the understanding script of time. Young are we dwelling upon this rock, And timeless are these hills upon a mount. We would do well to remember our years, And lie upon this path to learn. With … More Wisdom of Ages

First Flight

Soaring between mountains, Upon wings long thought dead. As one we scream our defiance and delight, To the world spinning about us. This, our first flight is marked upon each cloud, As we surge past protective gates and pinwheeling lookouts. No more will we obey the laws of man, Not that of gravity that has … More First Flight