November 23, 2025
November 17, 2025
When the fog lifts, we will know, we have all been invited to the theatre-in-the-round where we all belong…
November 13, 2025
Waits, watching as the bright cloak of orange wraps round the scene, a comfort blanket hiding the spilt zest from the orange light.
November 8, 2025
She answered with an upturned corner of faded rose lips, a smile of sorts, and transferred the shampoo bottle from my hand to hers.
November 1, 2025
My vote is my privilege, my duty, my right. I need not be a man, or wealthy, or white. I just need to think and show up in November. It was not always this way. I vote. I remember.
October 30, 2025
**Trigger warning: Sexual assault** “I Said Nothing”. Poem by Amanda Valerie Judd. Performed by Sue Cook. Directed and Edited by Rita Mock-Pike for the MockingOwl Roost. […]
October 30, 2025
Boney fingers reach to clutch heart and hands.
A gasp of surprise, and then gone! As he whirls them into the ether.
October 25, 2025
I cried to the moon goddess, Nyx, as the night began to wane.
“Goddess can you hear me?
The night is cold, and I need a guide —
One who will fill the path with light and power.”
October 24, 2025
A Bountiful Silence enables the reader to become deeply involved with Muro’s poetry to the point where, regardless of the trials of their day, the vibrant intensity of his words helps them to focus on the beauty around them. God knows we need that right now!
October 22, 2025
“Haunted!” she cried as she ran to her car. The sound of your laughter echoing in the empty building.
October 20, 2025
And the flowers trampled, they’re still growing / And the heart that I broke is still beating.
October 18, 2025
Her old Poppy thought she was the best.
He wouldn’t trade her for all the rest, even when she put him to the test.