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
I’m excited to say that I’ve been writing on WordPress for five years now! It has been a wild and interesting experience to say the least. It also has been a journey I couldn’t have made without all of you amazing and supportive readers! Thank you for the likes, kind comments and thoughts. Now I’m … More Ink Owl Anniversary 2021
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
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
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
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
Wash upon these strange shores, As a faded memory upon smooth rocks. I would recall your face, But you have set sail upon a midnight ship, Bound for unknown places I have yet to be. Oh how can I remember, That which never has been nor will be. Wind tugs at my hair, Pulling me … More Forgotten Upon A Shore
I want to live on the edge of a wood, Where trees meet field and skies meet mountain. On the shores of an unnamed lake, With water lapping upon smooth stone. Jutting peaks covered in tall pines, That release their heady evergreen scent. I want to live on the edge of the world, And drink … More Where Trees Meet Sky
Remember this mirror glass, That once held quiet the depths of autumn. When the world was falling still, We walked upon this familiar shore. Now surrounds our summer growing, Baking growth beneath the sun. Let winter’s touch finally cease, As we are surrounded by summer’s warmth. But do not forget this world’s spinning, That brings … More Mirror Glass
Follow me up this rolling hill, And touch the wandering skies with me. Where clouds dance and water streams, We run a wide long track. Leave behind your aging worries, And get lost in the summer scene. Up a rolling hill we’ll climb, And watch a stealthy fox hunt among the weeds. And be startled … More Up A Rolling Hill
