Written by OhhhwillowMay 28, 2018May 28, 2018

Finding Land

Grounded to land vs. Riding the wave

Written by OhhhwillowJanuary 3, 2018January 5, 2018

A Word For Bad Weather

Silent things are not for conquering

Written by OhhhwillowJuly 5, 2017March 16, 2018

Green Hips

The slopes that rise and fall With our breath between them Are a sihloutte of green hips On the horizon: Suspended across the skies In an effortless sprawl, They are wild thighs To the wondering mind As a pen is to paper The incarnation of daydreams.

Written by OhhhwillowApril 30, 2017August 22, 2017

Stems // Skylines

Matter born of mind is never strictly unnatural

Written by OhhhwillowJanuary 24, 2016

The Spatuletail Lullabies

I have a vision of the shapes and words needed To say that I remember when we perched on secret ledges; The edges of a branch never broken but bonded By the pledges we made in the night time, To fly together. The sky saw us dance with stars and sing a salute, Farewell to […]

Written by OhhhwillowSeptember 25, 2015September 25, 2015

Flower Confessional

The lavender whispers That relief is long overdue, And listens to the fears that fester in my fingertips Illuminating, In their ill disposition, A denial of the dreams that sit within the willow trees. Tickled by the sorrow, only, Of our weeping limbs, The plant supposes All of us that make sights with pens Will […]