Journey Owl Poems

Beneath the cloak of midnight's grace,
I spread my wings, begin the chase.
Through the whispering trees, I navigate,
A seeker in the dark, my hunger won't abate.

The...

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In twilight's realm, where moonbeams entwine,
Two owls engaged in a contrast of minds:
A Great Horned Owl, proud and strong,
And a Great Gray Owl, cunning and...

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Just the other side of the river,
oaken sentinels rise to greet Sol;
a lone birth sits nearby amid river rocks, 
time worn by the flowing aqua,
that...

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snowy owl
hoots at northern sky
crystal dew falling

a vole sleeps
deep in frozen ground
earthen dreams

heaven of stars
on celestial journey
night lights

wolf howls
at the snow moon
brief serenade

dreams fade
into morning...

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Love’s Crusade Won


The blade met the ice in a vast explosion
Burying itself deep up to the hilt inside
Her frozen dungeon began to split and shatter
At...

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Grey Bane and the Dark Lord


Perched on a stalagmite jutting up from the floor
Hugo was staring at length across the cave
My eyes accustomed to the...

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A Friend in the Dark


A soft screeching sound over head brought me back
With Grey Bane in hand I swung quickly around
When I saw what it...

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Darkness enfolded me in an ebony blanket
Of soft nocturnal feelings, whispers of wisdom
Shading my world with blackest reminiscences
Gentle insights into reflections of a promise
Phenomenal grace...

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Finally to Burn: Icarus, Resurrected
by Michael R. Burch

Athena takes me
sometimes by the hand

and we go levitating
through strange Dreamlands

where Apollo sleeps
in his dark forgetting

and Passion seems
like...

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I feel asleep
On the wind
It took me to places
High and lofty
Amongst the clouds
And cool high air
Where water is but
Droplets of mist
I touched the stars
And kissed...

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As I make my way through another day
I pray the good Lord brings
A wonderful woman my way
Always on the prowl 
Like a midnight owl
I'm no...

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I know so well the warmth of cold moonlight,
For night is home to all keen thought, blissfully unmaligned.
Helios holds no sway with me, his journey...

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