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Opened up because I had to go in, and yet, some sound did not let.
By Michael Owczarek4 months ago in Poets
Walking through the city, streets that are new to me. I find myself overwhelmed with the next place to be. There shines a light
The train moves. You stay still as the force of locomotion proves to be no thrill. But one look in the mirror, and it all becomes clearer...
By Michael Owczarek5 months ago in Poets
Your heart warms and your mind wanders as this moment charms and your soul ponders. There is so much emotion attached to the closeness of the bond.
Looking up to see a landscape vast as the breeze, and each leaf does such.
I am anxious in the car seat, looking less at the road, and more at my feet, as the bumps go. They go, and the sun gleams
I’m going to have that conversation that keeps burning inside of me. I’ve been talking for a while in my head of all the reasons for it to be.
By Michael Owczarek6 months ago in Poets
Let me begin to re-jog my memory. I started from my apartment and was ready to run around New York City. I saw people I knew,
Gather it all, including your heart and soul. Find the time to go on and unwind in a path that is straightforward to clearing your mind.
By Michael Owczarek7 months ago in Poets
What am I afraid of? I asked this question before, and it is a lack of love. Freer with the pen, I begin to understand that not much goes as planned,
One of the most transformative things that I did last year in a Best Stretch Ever class was an idea that came to me in church, and then I told myself, scared, how could I not do it?..
By Michael Owczarek10 months ago in Humans
I came upon this fork in the road and went the 'wrong' way. This wasn't the first time that I saw this sign or even been on this road. I have taken it before, whether it be by car or foot. Hence, the reason I took the photo.
By Michael Owczarekabout a year ago in Photography
