Father and Friend
Shovels full of dirt Falling through the wire screen Keeping what is good.
By Archery Owl24 days ago in Poets
I am wrapped in cold Ice freezing my hands and heart Until I cannot feel / Behind me are shadows of good memories Ahead, I cannot see
By Archery Owl30 days ago in Poets
I am too much. Too feeling, Too needy, Too heavy. "Cheer up," they say. "Live in the moment." But my moments stretch and growl
By Archery Owlabout a month ago in Poets
Silence holds the woods today Just a whisper of wind Walking North The soft crunch of dried leaves Announces my steps Turkeys roam fields to the West
Upon the dune and sandy hill The spotted shape lay cold and still Sand clogged up every tiny gill It swims no more with grace or skill
I’m proud of you and who you will become Your laugh warms my soul and snuggles my heart close In the mornings, I smile seeing you stretch and greet the World with sleepy eyes
By Archery Owl2 months ago in Poets
Some days, I want to be as still as granite. Like the stone countertops Mom once admired but couldn’t afford. I don't want to worry or to feel.
Dense fog advisory My iPhone chimes a bureaucratic chill on spectral, gray tones The world shrinks to 50 feet, maybe less
Tap tap tap Keyboard sings Click click click Mouse points the way Bing bing bing Zoom meeting starts now
There is a deep divorce in my heart The two parts of me Once together Now drifting to some destination I’m not sure about.
She played in the leaves Refusing to come inside Just 5 more minutes Under a shower of browns, yellows, and reds She danced with the memory of warmer days and long games of hide and seek
Like ripples in a pond, my morning anxiety grabbed me. I woke with fear and insecurity. A heaviness in my chest. Heaviness resting on my heart. Again.
By Archery Owl3 months ago in Poets
