Bright peachy walls that
guarded my youthful birdiness once –
I still remember reasons
why green was my favourite colour,
and how I played keys
while looking at instructions,
and how I disliked the melted river
of milk chocolate on my tongue…
as if trying to rebel
against the recipe
of how to be a child.
Leather-bound coins
and little front pockets
were my weekly reminders
that I’m still breathing.
Together with stains
on my maroon clothes
that I carefully inspected
with my fingers.
I never managed to wash
that
one
stain
off.
I drifted
between poverty of feelings
and the need to find compassion.
I gullibly trusted my intuition
that sometimes
just failed me –
like an exam I didn’t care to study for.
Always drifting,
always trying to find
that perfect spot in life,
and make it my best friend.
That only one.
There were bars on my window
when I tried to breathe in
the winter air,
and I still remember the smell
of the morning snow,
mixed with metal,
while
watching others
enjoying the freedom of coldness.
So I created mine indoors.
Freezing my heart with indifference
and preserving the purity
of the iron untouchability.
Alone was my middle name,
a symphony written for one.
Nobody liked me,
yet everybody loved me.
They still do.
It’s time for that girl to come back.
– Chatty Owl –
CHATTYOWL 
Well, well, well… The idea popped into my head to check here this morning… So glad I did. It’s the details in this that paint the picture… I can see the comeback forming… I gotta think though, there must have been at least one who loved AND liked…. Else, the hiatus may not have been born… No matter… The path is long and windy, sometimes dark and not recognizable… Yet it still manages to make impressions as it crosses another… This latest impression is classic “ice queen” M. (thankfully)
I always feel like I arrive late,
yet always (and somehow) just in time.
Happy to see you here, Ms Owl.
Easily swept away by your return even more by the lovely embrace of your words…you were missed a thousand times over! Hugs!
As others have said, it’s good to see you back Miss Owl. I trust you’ve been creative in your time off.
Hey, dear, lovely to read you again after all this time. I am a bit out of wordpress, too, but … anyway, just wanted you to know, I missed your poems.
Hugs. Much love.
It’s been way too long! So glad I was missed. And Im looking forward to catching up with your work!
Yes, it was toooooooo long, I’m not writing much, I’m more dedicated to the photography … Anyway, send me a mail, I have some interesting things to talk with you =)
Chattyowl@me.com email me
so happy you returned Chatty, I missed you
I have missed you too. Glad to be back!
Wonderful – as ever – welcome back. cheers J
Thanks my dear. So much to catch on with! Let’s write together soon.
Ohhhh! So good to see you again. It’s been far too long. Missed your delicious poetry.
Hey, my dear! It’s been way too long! Thanks for being sweet and stopping by! I will have so much to catch up with in the next few days!
So lovely to see you back, and in such fine form!
I was looking for you only a day ago.
I had to respond to this, in my own obtuse way:
https://avulnerablespace.wordpress.com/2015/08/10/impunity/
I was absolutely amazed. Flattered. Honoured. As always, you are amazing!
wiggling teeth
~
bursting boundaries
we’re still growing
in our skin
Every time you leave a comment here, it gives me shivers. Makes my poems look inadequate. Thanks, my darling.
drinking
in
your words
~
reciprocated
medicated
shivers
Wonderful as always, your words fill a parched void in my soul, only they can fill, I love how they let me see, through your eyes, the scene as it unfolds. Well done
Hey there, mister. Good thing we were not strangers all this time I was gone from here. Im glad you enjoyed this. Means a lot.
Today was the day i thought about owls a lot. Was it just a pure incident i’ve heard so long and beautifull wohoo tonight?
It could have been a wonderful coincidence! But Im glad it was a pleasant one 🙂
Very powerful, I could recognise myself in a few lines. I wish you know that you should always be just who you are and not to be affraid to discover or re-discover yourself.
I have missed reading your writing, and am mighty glad to see you on the interwebz. Hope you are having a lovely summer!
Thanks, my gorgeous! And I’m glad you found yourself in these lines. Im always happy to trigger memories for others. It was a long break for me. I hope I’m back now!
There is a band of us here hoping you are back and we will read you more often, too! 😀 Stay happy!
Loved it. Welcome back “yet everybody loved me. They still do. ” It’s true.
Been too long, John. So refreshing to be back. Let’s hope my muse will do its job well 🙂 I hope you’ve been well!
Yes. And now even better. Hope you’ve been well also.
Hello, hello, hello great to see you again 🙂
I’m flattered that I was missed 🙂
You sure was 🍰☕️there’s some cake and a coffee to welcome you back.
welcome back, stranger – this is me doing a happy dance
Hey my darling Paul! 🙂 you know, it’s so good to be back. I’m hoping for a long stay.. Will have so much to catch up with!
I love the last line. I love all of it but the last line is so uplifting.
Stranger… You, mister, have been missed by me!
Had a drama queen moment and gave up the whole blogging thing. Still plotting my comeback while polishing my tiara.
You made me laugh so much! Ha. I can just imagine you polishing your tiara! Come back. You are missed.
Beautiful M 🎈
Thanks!