Archery Owl

Joined March 2024

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Anchored by my twins and the beautiful chaos we share. You can sometimes find me chasing a new horizon with a backpack or just lost in a book beneath a wide-reaching oak.

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The Path
It grabs and pulls me leaving red strips on my arms and now I wonder have I taken the right path or maybe I’m lost again
By Archery Owl 3 days ago in Poets
Moss and Leaves
Here, beneath the high Spanish moss, I stop. I ask the wind that unseen, shifting breath to sweep through the dry, scattered leaves of my mind,
By Archery Owl 3 days ago in Poets
Palms
A single frond reaches outward, catching the warm sunlight, each slender
By Archery Owl 4 days ago in Poets
Change My Name
Old self falls away, Like leaves from a withered tree. He speaks my new name. The shape of my truest soul, Blooming in the morning light.
By Archery Owl 5 days ago in Poets
Peace
"Peace," the spoken word, From a Lord Most Merciful, Calm upon the soul.
By Archery Owl 7 days ago in Poets
Thy Neighbor
It is simple to look upward, to cast devotion into the vast, silent blue, to sing praises to a distant perfection that demands no earthly patience.
By Archery Owl 8 days ago in Poets
arseno
Breath to Breath Flesh to Flesh Hearts together for a season Greeting each other with a holy kiss - then more Self-giving love
By Archery Owl 9 days ago in Poets
Unanswered
The pines stand as indifferent sentinels. I carve my path, but the wind is a careless thief, stealing my tracks before they prove I walked this earth.
By Archery Owl 11 days ago in Poets
Metal Wasps
The sky hums, A metal wasp, While the neighborhood holds its breath. — Global Conflict Tracker
By Archery Owl 16 days ago in Poets
Double Love
There is no unacceptable person. No stranger No foreigner No ideological opponent There is only love for our neighbor.
By Archery Owl 18 days ago in Poets
Gravel
We sat on the porch, wrapped in the quiet, as she poured out her salvation, a heavy gospel laid at my feet. She recited her testimony like a script,
By Archery Owl 19 days ago in Poets
They can’t take that away from me
Gross Deeply Unsafe Avoidant Dismissive Gold buried under piles of shit
By Archery Owl 19 days ago in Poets

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The Path

Moss and Leaves

Palms

Change My Name

Peace

Thy Neighbor

arseno

Unanswered

Metal Wasps

Double Love

Gravel

They can’t take that away from me

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