Owl Poetry & Prose

“When did you last go on a date?” Tessa settled a bit uncomfortably into her seat as she tried to remember exactly when she...

“You’re looking lovely, I wish you were not alone. But then again I can’t say that because my daughters are the same”. Yes. Alone....

I visit her weekly For physical exertion and peace of mind I noticed her crosses laid out in a row As I bent my...

I found envy when I was fallen, bruised and trying to rise again. I saw envy when I had just found my feet &...

Malaysian Airlines Flight 178 to KL saw me seated next to an old couple. They looked a bit traditional and they smiled as I...

I lost my poetry In the midst of the rat race and the noise of constant despair In the midst of the pain and...

My childhood was spent on trains – particularly the Uda Rata Menike plying from Kandy to Colombo. Those days are long gone but when...

I have been telling myself this for the past few weeks – it has been quite the rollercoaster from my health to work and...

Today was a hard day. I knew it would be a good chance of a positive diagnosis. I still hoped though for something milder....

Gaea is what the ancient Greeks called the Earth. Mother. A bringer of life and fertility. A nurturer and a powerful entity. Perhaps we...