An owl on the moon : Writing

Freedom's fable

Freedom\'s fable

A Poem by An owl on the moon


Freedom is so often muted through the oppressive events of the day...
Runs deep...

Runs deep...

A Poem by An owl on the moon


My scars run deep, like a river...
Like amber fire...

Like amber fire...

A Poem by An owl on the moon


You are all I see, my love...
Scarlet wrists...

Scarlet wrists...

A Poem by An owl on the moon


For a friend who was cut...
Transparency and liquid life...

Transparency and liquid life...

A Poem by An owl on the moon


Collaboration with Robin (Simon style second paragraph) and my Garfunkel (first paragraph).
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Lavender lullaby�

Lavender lullaby

A Poem by An owl on the moon


To a friend who has bled�
I am sky...

I am sky...

A Poem by An owl on the moon


Passion of heaven and earth, for the fairest of them all...
It�s not supposed to hurt�

Its not supposed to hurt

A Poem by An owl on the moon


For a precious friend who has been hurt in what was called love�
Moving like waves...

Moving like waves...

A Poem by An owl on the moon


I wanted to write an abstract painting to honor the memory of my mother...
Hold on...

Hold on...

A Poem by An owl on the moon


Dedication to a dear friend who is going through a hard time...