Archery Owl

Joined March 2024

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Marco - Polo
Marco Sometimes I feel lost and unsure Marco The water feels deep Marco He calls out from his darkness Marco
By Archery Owl6 months ago in Poets
20 Days of Lectio
Lectio Divina, Latin for “Divine Reading,” is a traditional monastic practice of prayerful scripture reading, meditation, and contemplation that aims to foster communion with God and deepen one's understanding of His word. It's not primarily about academic Bible study; but instead, it represents a slow, deliberate engagement with scripture, allowing the text to speak to the heart rather than just the intellect.
By Archery Owl6 months ago in Journal
Trusted
Trust is a powerful thing but also fragile It can be broken and strangled Not always by our own design - but sometimes
By Archery Owl7 months ago in Poets
Morning Mourning
The sun is up A giant ball of gas lighting the world What is good? What is real? ➕ I don’t know where I need to be Today I feel buried - stuck
By Archery Owl7 months ago in Poets
Toxic Doubt . Top Story - June 2025.
Hello Doubt Welcome back - frequent flyer You pull in uncomfortable directions Forcing questions… All goodness All troubles
By Archery Owl7 months ago in Poets
The Guessing Game
Am I wrong? Is he right? Can we both be wrong? Can we both be right? How does one solve a thousand year old question without a Number 2 Pencil?
By Archery Owl7 months ago in Poets
Work Lull
Keyboard clicks Clock ticks Ready to … Lick 👅
By Archery Owl8 months ago in Poets
Hunger
To Crave To Hunger To Thirst Not to consume Not to satiate a selfish need To Gift To Tie To Make Whole See the wrappings of my heart
By Archery Owl8 months ago in Poets
Love at the Start
Joyful colors caress the water and the dew kissed ground My lover’s soft touch Small voices of confident hope pull away the darkness
By Archery Owl8 months ago in Poets
Letters of Joy
I find joy in your letters They spring from the mailbox and beg to be read Each line bringing a shy smile to my face Stamps fly back and forth
By Archery Owl8 months ago in Poets
False
It wraps around my mind’s eye The false seer’s words wield power as I stumble in dark clouds of truth and fiction. Here I find a cascade of doubt enveloped in fear
By Archery Owl8 months ago in Poets
Search
Let me rest in the Capulet tomb For I am pulled apart My bones are broken and made to heal in fractured splendor Bound and marred
By Archery Owl8 months ago in Poets