Owen : Writing

Wordless

Wordless

A Poem by Owen


From the grey slate of an Autumn sky emerged a sliver of gold that danced and sang in angelic wonder,It illuminated the leaves of a nearby oak who had..
Man

Man

A Poem by Owen


Man denounced God and God disowned HeWe scrape our feet along the ashtray of the worldWe wash in filth and are bought with colorWe breath in ash and r..
Northeastern

Northeastern

A Story by Owen


Day I --- Night lingered with me only a moment and then to his pleasure revealed to me, themost divine woman, daylight. She sang in colours a..
March 20th, 2014

March 20th, 2014

A Poem by Owen


The date is March 20th, 2014, the weather is somewhat dreary with an unmistakable chill in the air. So instead of my original intent of spending this ..
A Catalyst

A Catalyst

A Poem by Owen


We spoke innately through laughter coated with tears, from the catalyst of disaster, we emerged from within ourselves as one whole, from the shrieks o..
How Foreign We've Become

How Foreign We've Become

A Poem by Owen


I remember the unworldly stretch of mountains consuming all that was our horizon,how their peaks so sharp punctured the furthest reach of the sky,how ..
A Year Of My Life

A Year Of My Life

A Poem by Owen


I’ve felt itThat first breath of the still morning airYes, I've heard itThe melodic babble of an aged creekOh, how I've seen itAncient mountains..
The Crimson Cold

The Crimson Cold

A Poem by Owen


Crimson reds & royal golds,trinkets of wealth engraved with legends of old,diluted women with their equivalence of men,forming circles with a lion..

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