Owl Poetry & Prose

She was a stallion, rather wild & free Left to her own devices, yet shackled in to be A convent girl, innocent yet roiling...

Born of Toddy, she lived a life of earthly goodness Fresh faced joy, solid substance and sound knowledge Her family aspired as most would,...

I stepped out Of my head, my home, my heart To a new world out there My mind was at ease, for once, after...

Dear Mr. & Mrs. X Wow, you two are the perfect pair You with your wit, she with her looks Your swollen bank account,...

She is Her mother’s eyes Her father’s height Her mother’s legs Her grandma’s breasts She is Her father’s impatience Her aunt’s diligence Her grandma’s...

Society loved her beauty For it was not what they thought, but were taught to believe Understand what beauty entailed For it focused on...

The greatest darkness I knew was my own Till I met you Till in your eyes I saw a reflection of the contradiction that...