I absolutely adore desert plants…
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{IT’S OKAY TO BE DIFFERENT}
I really hate to pop your bubble pilgrim
You are more different to me than I am to you.
Your wardrobe is a little bit much pilgrim.
If you want to go hunting with me you’re just gonna have to loose those ruffles.
In these parts you’ll be a target for billy goats.
One more thing pilgrim, your gonna have do something with those curls!
Oh never mind
It’s okay to be different
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He Lies Bleeding
Standing exposed
on top of a building
Screaming to the world
Can you hear my cries
Do you feel my pain
I dare you to open your eyes
My entirety is so insane
He’s tired of running
Just wants to be free
They walk on by and
Prentend they do not see
The blood of the homeless
Dieing to be loved
His pain he can no longer hide
He jumps
He screams
Can’t you see?
Can’t your hear?
Can’t you feel?
He lies broken
Wanting to be
Healed…
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I’m Free
Lovely walk then startled when
I came to the end of the block
Religion no longer seizes my soul
Freedom to be as I see
spiritualbeing having a human experience
I’m free
Condem me not for we all sin we replace the cross with a ying yang
I’m free!
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Trees Resuscitate Me
These trees how the set me free
Release my sin
Darkness creeps
Take my breath
My trees resuscitates my life
I’m free
I’m free
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GOODNIGHT TREES
Trees in the night
Must sleep now
Goodnight my friends
I do love you so
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LONELY TREES
Nights get lonesone I’m always alone
Thank you for recognizing my lovely leaves and throne
Will you be my friend
So lovely tonight can you feel the breeze
Take one more picture I’m not really shy
I can lift you up so you’ll be able to kiss the sky
My elbows are worn and slightly dry
Will you be my friend until the end
The world has been scary
It forced me to hide
They say my toughness makes me ruff but they don’t know how I feel inside
If you’ll be my friend
My love I’ll reveal
If you only knew how blessed I would feel
I hid my heart for many long years
Afraid they would cut me and bring me to tears
You are the first human ever to bring a camera for me
My first picture ever
I’m excited to see
Would you be my friend
I love you I do
Will you share my picture with the whole world too
Show them my leaves, my trunk and my throne
Im tired of sitting afraid and alone
I’ve never been admired before
Will you be my friend
Some human I could adore
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LIEBSTER AWARD!!!
I am so honored to receive the *LIEBSTER AWARD.* Lita Doolan nominated me. Lita was able to see in me what I could not see in myself.
She must have xray vision.
Lita was able to see inside my heart and knows how bad i want to be good.
Thank you my dear lady for the nomination. I’m glowingly greatful.
The Rules:
(1) Thank the person who nominated you and link to their blog
(2) You must answer the 10 questions given to you by the nominee before you.
(3) Nominate 10 of your favorite blogs with fewer than 200 followers and notify them of their nomination.
(4) Come up with 10 questions for your nominees to answer.
The 10 Questions I was asked:
(1) What is your favourite building to look at?
(A. 1 of 10)
My favorite buildings to look at are condemned houses and old weathered barns, just couldn’t leave out the barns. That may cause jealousy..~smiles~
(2) Is there a city that has changed you in some way (if so which one)?
(A.2 of 10)
Yes, and that would be Yokosuka, located in Japan. I had never experienced a metropolitan area where there are more people than land.
In America we have an invisible standard that insists strangers stay at arm’s length. Also when walking no automobiles are allowed share your pedestrian rights.
I was definantly shocked at first. At first I felt disrespected by someone rubbing up against me or reaching in front of me grabbing something I was considering buying. But after a while I noticed how everyone was respectful using graceful manners. I began to love the Japanese people for I realized they were more civilized than Americans. American’s culture as opposed to the Japanese culture is like day and night. Not all Americans, but a large number of them would be offended by what they perceive to be an invasion on their, “personal bubble.”
I learned how to be humble by following their customs and seeing the good in these beautifully gracious people. That has definitely changed my life and my perspective. Traveling is the best way to educate oneself. We are the world we are the love we are one energy.
(3) On a day off what museum or gallery would you visit
(A.3 of 10)
I want to visit the Yuma Prison this week its just 10 miles away. Yuma was home away from home to female stagecoach bandits, Mormon polygamist, and some of the fastest guns in the west.
My favorite gallery would be Gem World located in Quartzsite Airzona…I’m absolutely addicted to gems!
(4) If you were putting a raft together to survive the floods what would be your secret building material (it can be crazy or practical)?
(A.4 of 10)
Considering I know absolutely nothing about building a raft. ~°•○●brainstorming●○•°~I got it. I would take my artsy collection of driftwood, hemp macramé, some of my scarfs and weave the driftwood, together, not forgetting my gems that would be placed creatively on the front of the raft for the serene chakra affect.
(5) If food had no calories what would you fill your table and with?
(A. 5 of 10)
White chocolate, Nutella, more chocolate, & Nutella
(6) What is your favorite method of transport?
(A.6 of 10)
Bicycle, I love biking!
(7) Do you remember the first time you smiled and around what age were you?
(A.7 of 10)
The first time I remember smiling from my heart was on my 4th birthday. My mother baked me a big chocolate cake, with candles glistening she sang the traditional happy birthday song, but it was different. Her melody was angelic. She then gave me the most beautiful red velveteen dress with an embroidered poodle on the front. To this day I believe that was the happiest smile in my life, for my heart smiled too.
(8) What (who or where) inspires your writing?
(A.8 of 10)
What inspires me is positive energy. I love to read creative blogs that are uplifting. I love to believe in myself and others. And last and most importantly; I love my children to be truely happy and safe. That’s what imspires me.
(9) What is your favourite body of water (ocean, pool, spa…)?
(A.9 of 10)
My favorite body of water is the ocean. I can pick up a seashell and hear the ocean breeze, my memories of sand sparkling through my toes, brings me to my knees, the sound of a foghorn mystifies with tease. The crashing sound of the waves, provokes my taste buds of salty seas.
The ocean is and will always be
A curious fascination of mystery to me.
(10) What advice would you give to your younger self (fun, fictional or factual)?
(A.10 of 10)
What advice would I give myself at my younger self.
(a.) Be true to thine ownself
(b.) Live by the golden rule
(c.) Follow your heart and hold on tight to your dreams.
I hope you enjoy these questions! Hearty thanks for the brilliant contributions you make.
These highly enjoyable blogs I nominate are in no particular order:
(1.) baxbell.WordPress.com
(2.) abozdar.WordPress.com
(3.) sfoxwriting.WordPress.com
(4.) wuji.WordPress.com
(5.) gbebensse.WordPress.com
(6.) scendry.WordPress.com
(7.) iithinks.WordPress.com
(8.) Projectlighttolife.WordPress.com
(9.) artgland.WordPress.com
(10.) doodlesinvgorate.WordPress.com
The questions I have for you are:
(1.) If you could change anything in the world, what would it be?
(2.) What would you change, if you were given the opportunity to go back in time and change one thing?
(3.) If you were stranded on an island for life, and could bring one person with you, who would it be and why?
(4.) What is your favorite animal and why do you love them?
(5.) If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?
(6.) Do you like looking in the mirror or not, reasons?
(7.) If you were banned from writing for the rest of your life but could have anything you wanted to create art what what would you use?
(8.) Describe the feeling you had when you learned to ride your first bicycle?
(9.) Who was your first best friend and what did you do for play?
(10.) How do your feel when you finish a blog and *****hit post!?
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http://Projectlighttolife.WordPress.com
http://sfoxwriting.WordPress.com
http://doodlesinvgorate.WordPress.com
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~HAPPY VALENTINES~
YOU ARE ALL LOVELY AND ANGELICA’S MAY LOVE FILL YOU DAY!
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MY ANGELICA’S MY BENI
Why do you not reveal truths
Is your conscince clouded by lies
Would revealing increase your pain
Leaving blood stains upon your hands
Reflections pique obligation
Naught yours to own
Set yourselves free
Hell is not your Hearthstone
Your pureness crys out
Two angel’s bound by lies
So marvelously created
Open your eyes
Screams of terror fade with illusion
Cease running return to love
Where snow crystals dwell
Another beautiful day to be grateful for
Today I’m happy because I say I am
Today I’m smiling because my reflection reveals that
Today is beautiful because I coose to focus on beauty
Today I’m living because I choose to live
Today is lovely because I see lovely people
Today I am one with you, the world and the universe because I want to be
Today I want to tell you all that you are beautiful and loved beyond measure
Today I want to say that I love all of you too…
Just believe…..you’ll see….
FROM SUSAN
I read this story many years ago. It is the story of a little 8 year old girl living in an orphanage. She was extremely shy and very unattractive.
The other children wouldn’t play with her, and she was all alone all the time.
She was a problem to the teachers and the management of the institution sought to get rid of her. She had already been transferred twice.
In that particular home there was an ironclad rule that any outside communication had to be censored by the director or his associate.
Late one afternoon this little girl climbed a tree whose branches hung over the main wall. She placed an envelope on a limb as far out as she could reach. She had been watched by the director and when the girl had returned to her room; the director, in a most undignified fashion, climbed the tree and retrieved the mysterious message. After she had read it, without a word she passed it on to her accociate. The letter read,
From Susan, to anybody who reads this…I love you…
(Author unknown)
A SEA OF LOVE
I found one of my old paintings and I just wanted to have a little fun with it so here are some examples of a creative spirit, and a tired mind at the end of a long night.
Good night my beautiful friends..
May you all find peace this night…
This is the original painting…
[by Dawna Bowles (C) 2012]
Take all you want
Go ahead take want you need to take
All you ever needed I gave with out regret
Now you…
Take my love and fabricate as hate
Clench all you can steal
Do not dare to visualize justify
In your mirrors
Reflections cast no prejudice
their judgment cannot lie
Slander blocks reality leaving alibis
My heart was banished
Hidden timelines as your pawn to hide behind your lies…
To all of you
I can finally say goodbye
I am Commencing upon truth you see
beauty Refuses to hide
Renaissance in my heart abides
Absent from all I loved
Betrayed from within
Tenacious chains broken link
Trogen horse they cheer in victory
My bitter cup is sin they rage
With no regard for facticity
Falsitys expire
Go ahead heist your pound of flesh
Reflections be your only place
Where you will run but not hide
You will be doomed to spend a life
On the other side
Everywhere you go there you will be
In a house of mirrors
Where only truth abides
Take until all that exists is black
Goodbye
NO MORE LIES GOODBYE
IT’S OKAY TO BE DIFFERENT
LONG ROAD HOME
SHADOWS IN BLOSSOM
CANDY IS SWEET
Something that is pleasurable Appealing in a light or frivolous way
Sweet and soothing for all that may
A tease for our taste buds
On a lovely sugary day
A kiss of sweetness
You do know its love
SKIES DONT LIE
Another beauteous sunset…85° with a soft cool wind. The desert lives inside of me……skies have no bounds…
TREES BREATH
Anchored truth
Refused to lie
Soiled in a bed of rocks
Loyal roots a forbearance to be
Pure from blemish
Insures we breathe
Antidotes hidden in breeze
Tranquillity cries for all to dwell
A curiousitys tree
Can you see the forest in me
Faithful roots
Assures a breath
Before you die
A million seeds
Cannot lie
Manifests all eyes that see
A tree smiles love
Nature…she is very wise
~Bottleless We’re Not~
~Gracefulness We Are~
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FORETOLD
Gathered up some of my bottles today
Some new some old
Creative energies
Will be foretold
My art
My world
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My Journey
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Lovely Heaven
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Peaceful Journey
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Beautifully peaceful
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NEW GEMS
I just purchased some more new gems to add to my arsenal of beads. It takes hours to organize in preparation to be strung by the Artist’s hands. This week I’ll be taking some time out from blogging to design some unique creations. I’m so excited. Everytime I buy new beads I feel like a kid in a candy shop. It’s such a wonderful feeling and it takes me away from the world and all its negative attachments.
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CLOUD MUSEUM – BARD CALIFORNIA
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VERDANT DESERT
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OLD BOTTLES AND FISHING NETS
I love old bottles but I have so many I’ve collected over the years that I had virtually no place left on my shelves to put them. I decided to get my macramé string out and tie some fishing knots to create nets around them and hang them all over the house. It’s colorful and nautical. I just love it.
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Macraméd Bottles
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*I Love Macrame*
I have a love for macramé. I have been a macramé artist since 1970. The old nostalgic hippie days of my youth. This is what I do with my collection of antique bottles.
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Desert Flowers Today
The desert flowers bring a smile to my heart….
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Untitled
Just another desert stroll, so warm in winter’s day…
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Je t’aime My Son
Remember when we used to sing the songs of long ago?
Adore the artist biography of Michael Angelo?
History of paintings of the wonders of Van Gogh?
Together we created unimagined stories told, as we dreamed our dreams the evidence was one of solid gold.
Fascinating pirate chests were filled with gems and roads where endless possibilities filled the sky with hope.
When poetry created a world that we could touch,
a time in space, a peaceful place, created for just us.
Where nebulous defined the haze of troubled minds and freed the eagle of the nebula inside our broken times.
When telescopic galaxies a map that illuminated our souls, restoring vision to our minds.
providing an incentive to keep climbing till we reached the other side.
Reminiscent of a space and time of endless possibilities.
We always said we would hold on tight to our greatest dreams?
Just look upon that one bright star before division was our debt.
Can you see the illumination that helps us alive?
It’s filled with hope, and faith that heals all of our lost time.
Remember to look up and wish upon the brightest star and know that I too am looking as you are.
On my son, how I wonder how you are…
Just believe and pray till we meet again someday when our pain and sorrows will all be washed away….
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Airzona Twilight
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The mighty oak …
The mighty oak was once a little nut that stood his ground.
It’s important to stand your ground. I think more often than not, people allow others to manipulate them for lack of understanding or confidence in what they truly believe.
They are confused about how to respond when someone insists their opinion is right and that theirs is wrong. Many people believe or are persuaded to believe that they must agree to avoid an argument. This is either because they don’t want to hurt the person’s feelings or maybe they just want to avoid an uncomfortable situation.
The fact is that we are not responsible for the feelings of others; moreover, disagreeing with someone only proves that we believe in our convictions and values enough to stand up for the truth regardless of the consequences.
Does this mean we are to be aggressive? Absolutely not! Assertiveness is the key. You see, there is a difference between aggressiveness and assertiveness. Aggressiveness is when you ruthlessly give your opinion. Voicing your option of the matter hatefully and maliciously causing fear in another person.
To be assertive, is to tell the persistent person the truth about how you feel or what your opinion is without being hateful, or worrying about their response. In other words, standing up for the truth regardless of the outcome; however, we must keep in mind that kindness is the key.
An example of this would be if my best friend said she was going on a date and that she couldn’t find a baby sitter and pleaded with me to fill in for the babysitter. I’m studying for my final exam, which is tomorrow.
My response would be to tell her the truth. I would say something like this…”I would love to help you out but I’m studying for my final exam.” That’s being assertive. You don’t have to say anything but the truth and leave it at that. If my best friend is truly my best friend, she would accept it and realize that my exam takes priority. If, on the other hand she gets angry insisting I babysit, well this proves she’s not really a best friend and I allow her to be angry realizing that I’m not responsible for her feelings. This so called “best friend,” is trying to manipulate me, because she is selfish and is not a true friend. I would ignore her and continue with my studies.
Another response using the aggressive tones…
What are you freaking nuts? You’re so selfish! I have an exam for college tomorrow and I need to study. Poor planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on mine….sorry charlie!
You get the drift?
We are not responsible to make other people’s lives work they are.
We are not responsible for other people’s feelings.
We are responsible for our lives only.
We must be like the little nut and stand our ground then we can grow into a mighty oak tree…and remember, “You have to stand for something or you may fall for anything.”
And last but not least, “My absolute favorite quote,” It’s by GHANDI. …”BE THE CHANGE YOU WANT TO SEE IN THE WORLD. ”
Peace, from *Dawnasong*
Arizona Rocks!
Just another beautiful day to be grateful for.
We cannot control the wind but we can adjust our sails!
Love Rocks!
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MY RISING SUN
I can only write what’s in my heart
That’s been my goal from the very start
I feel the love in the air
As I open my eyes it’s everywhere
Can you feel and sing with me
The melody is sweet without a care
Perfected notes resonates my soul
Resounding love of long ago
Walk with me
Just take my hand
With no regrets we’ll walk this land
Spreading music we all admire
Willing to break the world’s desire
We will harmonize the universe as one
Peace and love has now begun
Let us hold the truth and live as one
Positive energy our rising sun
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Arizona’s Amber Winter Skies
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ONE WORLD ONE LOVE
I want to tell the world how I feel
I want them to know the truth is real
I want them to open their eyes and see
I want them to be as one with me
I want them to know how love can heal
I want them to know it’s time to be real
United in peace forever as one
One World
One Love
One time to forgive
Let’s love one another no matter what color
We are rainbows of the spectrums light
Each one is important to shine in the night
We are brothers and sister’s
We can no longer fight
Please be my family
Today we’ll unite
One World
One God
One family of light
Forever and always
We will shine as the sun
Je t’aime my family we can no longer run
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My Levi My Blues
My Levi, my blues…
Where did you hide your heart?
Why are you out there in the cold?
You are so young with talents untold.
Strings resounding memories sing.
My heart saddened no more be told.
Guitars, tattoos, Bob Marley you sung.
But why are you running from your greatness my son…?
Je t’aime my Levi my blues…
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Gratitude
Another beautiful day! I have so much gratitude! I love positive energy!
{Love is what we came here for…}
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THE GREATEST YEARS OF MY LIFE
Write about your strongest memory of heart-pounding belly-twisting
nervousness: what caused the adrenaline? Was it justified? How did you respond?
It was February 7th 1996 my life was empty cold and dark. I had hit bottom. My drinking was out of control. I wanted to feel again, love again, live again. I had nothing but emptiness in my weary soul. I asked a friend if she could help me for if I had to go on living in this misery, I would prefer death.
She took my hand and told me if I wanted to live that I should attend an Alcoholic Anonymous meeting.
I choose to live that day. I remember driving alone to the meeting so afraid that my entire body was shaking, for my adrenaline was pounding so hard I could barely walk up the five steps to the door.
I made it ( by the grace of God/Positive – Energy) I opened the door and there must have been 1000 eyes intently looking through my soul.
I cried all the way through the meeting for everyone was telling my story. They were different stories but the same feelings of hopelessness, shame, regret then hope.
They all spoke of how they had overcome this disease of addiction, they all had a bright light in their new eyes that they were given as a result of working the twelve steps of the program.
These people were so wonderful. The took me under their wings and loved me until I could love myself.
I was amazed before I was half way through. I was 6 months sober when a job offer took my family and I to Japan. I celebrated my first year of sobriety in Yokoskua Japan.
That was the absolute best year of my entire life! God/Positive Energy had done for me what I could not do for myself. I have been rocketed into a fourth dimension of existence I had never dreamed possible.
There is hope for anyone that wants to live, love and dream again.
~I~
Came too
Came to listen
Came to believe :~}
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Sometimes we miss great things, when we’re busy looking for greater things….
~”Laughing”~
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LOVE ROCKS
BEAUTEOUS MORNING
My Son My Sun
Where did you hide my son of life
Your talent is clouded by burdens
Your goodness is great you must
avoid strife
Wake up open your spiritual eyes
The clouds have parted so you can fly
Amidst the clouds the sun has come
Can you see the light
You no longer have to hide nor run
Come home my son
I love you….
Unusual Heavenly Skies
I just took my dog for a walk.
While walking I couldn’t help noticing the beautiful sky; however, within fifteen minutes of my walk the sky changed dramatically, as if it was posing for me to adore.
It’s a peaceful sweet day, another reason to be grateful!
Today is the only day that counts. I give up all hope of having a better past. I will be positive and look for the good in all things, for when I focus on the good, it gets better, but when I focus on the bad it gets worse. Laws of physics cannot lie. Energy gravitates through thought as well as the universe. I can choose my destiny to be good or bad, life or death. Today is beautiful because I say it is.
Life is worth living because believe.
I will have a nice day unless I make other plans…(I will not) ÷]
~ARIZONA TWILIGHT~
Another beautiful Airzona evening…
CRIMSON LOVE
SPIRITUAL OR RELIGIOUS?
A little humor is good for the soul. This story helps me see things a bit more clearly, concerning spirituality.
There was this man that was a drug addict and he had virtually hit his bottom in life. He was spiritually and emotionally bankrupt, not to mention, dirty, broke, and sick and tired of being sick and tired!
The man had no place to go on this particular Sunday afternoon. He was in front of a church, leaning up against a tree with his head hung down in shame.
Jesus walked up and noticed that the man was deeply saddened, and said,
“Why are you out here, and not in the service singing with everyone else?” The man looks up at Jesus with tears in his eyes, and replies, “Oh they won’t let me in there.”
Jesus replies, “Oh don’t worry about them, they haven’t let me in there for years.”
Religion is for people that are afraid of going to hell, spirituality is for people that have been there.
Super Bowl XLVIII: A Trafficker’s Playground
This needs national attention!
In just a few short days hundreds of thousands of visitors will flood to the MetLife stadium in New Jersey for Super Bowl XLVIII. Many visitors will be coming to show their pride and cheer on their favorite team, but tragically, thousands more will be coming for something entirely different. What most people don’t know is that the single biggest game of the year has also been called the single largest human trafficking event on the planet.
Just beyond the stadium lights, hidden within the shadows will be thousands of victims, women, children and even men, caught in the inhumane web of sex trafficking. For them this day will bring something much different than football, loud cheers, hot dog stands and painted beer bellies. For them it will bring pain, abuse, repeated rapes and even fear of death. The exact numbers of trafficking cases in a given year or…
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Varying Perceptions
The other day while hiking on the heated desert landscape, I spotted a black hole. The curious photographer in me, suggested I peek in. Thinking to capture something creepy, and creative; and maybe gain a new perspective on life.
Well, not sure what I found, but
I think it was certainly aware of my glaring presence.
I saw absolutely nothing in the hole but blackness. I took a few shots, then before moving away, I shot one more close up and left.
As I returned home, I began editing and enhancing my photos as usual, when I noticed this creature. It seemed to be glaring intently at me. This sudden awareness sent shivers down my spine! For I realized, that only an hour earlier I had been starring down this hole, two inches or less from a creepy and somewhat awesome creature!
Now that brings me to wonder, what was he was thinking about when he looked up from his dinner, *to his horror* stocked! “Who is this creepy human paparazzi* that has imposed on my privacy!”
Perception is in the eye of the beholder.
JUST PAINT~
Just Paint~
BEAUTEOUS TERRE ARIDE~
VOYAGER S DENIER CARESS
JE T’AIME MON FILLE
♡VERITE♡
Today is the first day of the rest of your life
If tomorrow was the last day of your life
What dream would you dream
What life would you touch
What face would you love to see smile
What heart would you like to see changed
What person would you reach out to
What truth would your image reflect in your mirror
Would you be willing to be true
to thine own self and fly
or in spite of yourself
Rebuke your sky
~VERITE~
LADYBUG
Ladybug, fly…fly….just fly….
You’re so beautiful, can you see…
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JE T’AIME
I want to write a song but I’m afraid it will hurt too much
I want to write about how I feel, can’t, for it’s all too real
I want to touch the ones I Love, but I’m not certain they would hear
I want to say how much I love you,
but I’m afraid of rejection
I want to speak of peace, but it seems so faraway
Why did I not wisper my thoughts
When I had a chance to see your smile
Waking up is the hardest part
Destitution my reserve
Fonts in braille, differentiates my persuaded heart
Can you hear the words i say
Je t’aime
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Ll y a Trois Arbres Dans Notre Jardin De Derrière.
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NULL
It’s cold here tonight, hope everything turns out alright
I’ve decided not to come
I’ll be okay, just null
You’ll load another gun
How can you breath in space
No atmosphere nor face
Hope everything turns out alright
It’s hard when your a star
As for me
I’m turning out our light…
Shangri-La Mon Amour
Embellished Desert
PARAGON VISTA
Vermilion Armature
Elysium Mantels
Elysium Mantels
VENTURES TOO, YUMA AIRZONA SALON
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SCARLET TEARS LURID UPON DESERT THORNS
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THE LAREAU
Homeless
I don’t want to be here anymore it hurts too much to stay. Years ago I lost my sight on a reapers vengeful night.
The cursing vengeance snached out my heart, leaving me for dead. comatose, seven years gone by, only life to dread.
I want to go back home.
But it’s so far away, for tyranny has painted it lies, black, and gray.
Loosing everything I knew. I’m homeless so it seems, four wheels of steel tied tightly to my chest.
I’ll travel where the homeless dwell; a place excepting of my hell. No room for lies in their prison, just exposure for the prey.
Unwilling to be in this place, another sleepless face of naught. I’m going homeless where I belong, no judgment on their tongues.
Tomorrow my journey home.
A beginning of my debts. I don’t want to be here any more, it hurts too much!
[(C) 2014 by Dawna Bowles]
Omega
Potatoes Can See
I love potatoes, for they can see, their tiny eyes are sweet to taste! Their peelings never go to waste, breakfast time, a lust begins, a cut potato is not a sin, salt and peppered I toss them in, a preheated pan awaits with grin, sizzle! pop! noises zen…senses arouse a desire within; fifteen minutes insures their done, toasted garlic creates bonjour,
observed potatoes visions crisp, potatoes eyes, the perfect twist.
Trees
Oxygenated tree persuades a caressing of their leaves, as i touch in gratitude another day I breathe.
TIME SOMEBODY TOLD ME
I must share one if my favorite pomes, it was written
by, (Quantedius Hall,
“Son of Reality,” age 12)
From the book, (YOU HEAR ME?)
Edited by Betsy Franco.
It was explained that, this author, Betsy Franco, decided to put together a meaningful book of pomes, and she thought the young men in the inner city had something to say to the world.
“And they certainly did.”
You may want to check out this book.
It’s ruthlessly honest! & freeingly truthfull. If it doesn’t wake you up! You may not be ready to hear this.
The teacher will appear when the student is ready. .
{TIME SOMEBODY TOLD ME}
TIME SOMEBODY TOLD ME THAT I AM LOVELY, GOOD AND REAL. THAT I AM BEAUTIFUL INSIDE, IF ONLY THEY KNEW HOW THAT WOULD MAKE ME FEEL.
TIME SOMEBODY TOLD ME THAT I SHOULD KEEP TRYING AND NEVER QUIT.
TIME SOMEBODY TOLD ME HOW THEY LOVED AND NEEDED ME, HOW MY SMILE IS FILLED WITH HOPE, AND MY SPIRIT SETS THEM FREE, HOW MY EYES SHINE FULL OF LIGHT, HOW GOOD THEY FEEL WHEN THEY HOLD ME TIGHT.
TIME SOMEBODY TOLD ME,
SO I HAD A TALK WITH MYSELF,
JUST ME AND NOBODY ELSE,
‘CAUSE IT WAS TIME SOMEBODY TOLD ME.
[[BY QUANTEDIUS HALL,
“SON OF REALITY.”]]
I GIVE UP ALL HOPE OF HAVING A BETTER PAST
Broken dreams of years gone by, my entire life tangled lies, deception smooths with alibies, suddenly I come alive, shattered mirrors on my wall, I stand alone, I can’t recall, screaming echos in the hall, reminds me I have lost it all.
[By Dawna Bowles (C) 2014]
Starting over…..
I GIVE UP ALL HOPE OF HAVING A BETTER PAST!
Arizona Landscape
My Arizona Christmas Tree
Desert Trees
Arizona
Forever Young
《Ménage à trois.》
[By Dawna Bowles (C) 2012]
Arizona wilderness
Arizona landscape
Trees sing to my soul, breathing life of long ago.
Where am I?
I have looked forever, but I cannot see, can you help me find what’s inside of me? My eyes are open as I look up, I see the stars but there is no light. Can you help me stop the fight. Running madly with all my might! Insisting daylight turns to night, quickly grasp the spectrum s light, snap the picture, and stop the fight, rainbows light protects and shields diminish my night
Just Believe and Trust
If reluctance pushed in my day, forcing my sun far away, memories of last night’s moon, would insist I smile in spite of gloom.
If the wind refused to blow, now caressing of my soul, I would continue to believe, and caressing of the breeze.
If my love ran away, I would insist one more breath this day.
Beliving God would bring it back, I’d live in peace and that’s a fact.
If all the world turned to dust, I’d fly to heaven and always trust.
If Only I Could Sea
If only I could wake up from this endless sleep
I would run to the ocean with only bare feet
Tapping toes on salted shores
In hopes my feet would finally meet yours
If only I could fly in my sleep
I would soar through the sky finding you
We’d be two seagulls you and I
If only my mouth would not be shut
I would sing my song and truly live
Then together we would be
If only only I could wake from this endless night
I would paint brilliant rainbows to brighten up our skies
If my sleep would render my ears to listen
I would hear your heart and realize I was loved beyond reason
If only my eyes would open
My sun would rise
And give me vision
With love revealed it would be my guide
Expelling darkness and all the lies
Surrounded forever by endless colors
Oh my love, just believe
Wake up with me and take my hand
We will dance together barefoot in the sand
Knowing we’re ment to be
Endeavoring freedom
Together we’ll see
True love
Indefinitely
Donna Brown Bowles (C)
Expectation, is…
Expectation, is…
Expectation, is a premeditated resentment.
To forgive, is …
To forgive, is to set a prisoner free, and realize the prisoner was you.
Forgivness
Allow them to t…
Allow them to take failure , not as a measure of their worth, but as a chance for a new start.
(By The Wizard of Oz
My painting (C) 2011 by Dawna Bowles
Ipaint2bfree!
Love Will Heal
I just don’t know what I should do to help the world to love, Maybe I could be messenger, carry rain drops to the ones thirst for love.
Then gently push the waves upon the oceans shore, so everyone would feel the salty moistures floor,
I could Climb the highest mountain, scream to the world below…love is all we need! we are all from one seed! you are all my brothers and sisters!
I love you can’t you see!
One world, one people, one love,
United we can heal!
Always remember,
I love you and that’s for real!
REACH FOR THE STARS
Reach for the stars, if you miss you’ll land on the moon, and the moon is a lot closer to your goal then earth is.
Peace
Peace …
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Its A Beautiful World
Today is the only day that counts.
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