Another beautiful day in the desert. 62° and sunny.
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
Tag: landscape
~Uninvited guests~
Are reluctantly welcomed…
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~Drive by shootings~
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~Regarding Peace~
“When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.”
~Jimi Hendrix~
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
~There’s a hole in my sky~
There’s a hole in the sky
where my heart fell through
It fell to earth and broke
For you…
……………………………….
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
~Regarding propaganda of war~
“One of the most horrible features of war is that all the war-propaganda, all the screaming and lies and hatred, comes invariably from people who are not fighting.”
George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia, 1938
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
I used to feel small and insignificant
Until I took a photograph
of my shadow
I felt a sense of greatness
When I posted my shadow on the wall
Photography is like that…
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
~Slip Sliding Away~
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~The Desert Scorn~
The brazen scorn of the desert
Can seem punishing
Although we must ask ourselves
Is truth a punishment
If we choose to look its way
There’s a certain beauty
Even in the face of shame
The sun’s wrath to some
May be seen as a curse
But to others it may be a gift
In our deepest hour of despair
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~In Living Color ~
Color eases our perceptions
It reveals all truth o itself
Unlike a black and white photograph
That persuades us to analyze
What we have envisioned
Its message to be
Then when we are convinced of it
We awake the next day
Only to find that it has changed
While we were sleeping
In living Color…
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[by Donnaa Bowles (C)2014]
B&W photography & life
“There is a gray area between the black and the white, and it’s called balance.”
“The things I see sway me to become better, See more, and believe.”
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~Peace~
“Serenity is to find Peace in the midst of the storm.”
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~A verdict on fire~
Leaves a raging sky…
A Divided nation…
With
Lies
Now
Lies
Broken…
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~Division~
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~Disconnected~
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~A sunsets warning~
Our sky is on fire…
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~Regarding Truth~
“Reputation is what men and women think of us; character is what God and angels know of us.”
~Thomas Paine~
“A long habit of not thinking a thing wrong gives it a superficial appearance of being right.”
~Thomas Paine~
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~Waiting~
Alone I watch the desert skies
Wondering where you are and how you arrived…
I continue to wait for you to fly and rest from your journey
Like you used to when you were tired of flying against the wind
This time you’re really flying high
You have probably forgotten
where you are and where you’re going
I’m sure by now that you cannot find
Your way home
Yet I wait
Why…
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HIS JOURNEY
He travels many miles.
He stops only to find the birds have eaten the crumbs he dropped along the way.
The countless meals he ate in silence.
He knows now that there is no map to return.
He finds a new road.
He finds himself as one with isolation.
Peace reassures him that,
He is on the right path.
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~Sunset~
A sunset is a preparation for night
Also a memorial for today
Night sets the stage
For morning’s sun rise
Darkness can be a solace
When you realize
It is always darkest
Just before the dawn
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~where have you gone~
I have returned
But you’re not here
When I left you said…
Oh never mind
I don’t want to remember
It’s been too long
Although I must say
I wished you would have stayed
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~Staying focused on the good~
Where did I go
I was in the middle of finding
The most beautiful part of me
A diversion led me away
When I returned
I had lost something
Something so profound
Now there are only fragments
Scattered in my mind
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~THE SKY IS FALLING ~
My arms are tired from holding up the sky
It’s falling and I can no longer abide
Earthquakes break like dominoes
Mountains shake and crumble in humility
I can no longer outrun the earths collide
Ships recklessly pollute our seas
The ocean had once washed our shores
But things have changed dramatically
As waves explode upon her chest
Infecting sand upon the land
As reckless captains do command
Purging toxins she now bleeds
Disease cries from sea to shore
Fierce winds fuel a world on fire
Our men are turned into war machines
I cannot look another day
For when I do my heart breaks in-two
It cracks and my faith pours out
I need a miracle this very hour
Take this cup from me I pray
Heal our scars
Cleanse our souls
And Lord, one more thing before you go…
The skyis falling and you see
This burden is too heavy
Will you hold it up for me?
~Just believe~
Another night slips in with uncertainties.
A world on fire burning with lies.
A nation torn apart by greed.
Thunder rumbles… dividers they conquer.
Do not attend their battle.
Turn your head away.
Do not look to the left nor the right.
Look straight ahead and believe.
Winds will blow that you cannot control.
But you can adjust the winds in your sails.
It is only a distraction and a wicked scheme.
Its purpose is to steal your peace and love.
Then break your heart and steal your dreams.
Continue to believe in love.
This is of the utmost importance in this final hour.
Remember this night before you sleep.
Everything is going to be exactly the way it is supposed to be and, God has a plan for your life.
You are loved beyond measure.
And soon you will be set free.
Be still…
Believe…
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☆Love wins in the end☆
You are my comfort
And my strength
I believe in peace and love
I know that your word is true
I believe that the end is near
I read the end of the book and I know who wins
Love wins
And God is love and love never fails…
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
~We Need Change ~
Nothing changes if nothing changes.
I’m not sure if I can express what’s in my heart. All I know is that it feels like broken glass and it ripping me a-part.
A-part of me wants to be set free. Yet a part of me is afraid.
I read and search beyond the scenes, behind the stage where lies are practiced to deceive. A media without consciousness, lusting for blood, death and power, for anyone who might interfere.
Many are willing to be sacrificial lambs. Eager to please, in exchange for popularity and exceptance. Willing to slay their own, for monetary gain. They sleep well, and moan in their secret dreams.
Many are unaware. They are trapped, and are intimidated into sharing a feast with hungry wolves that duel upon their breast, and leave them feeling defiled.
Many know, as I, but do nothing to stop them. We write, read, paint, create, and photograph to excape. The ugliest truths that were ever told.
We read political propaganda, and know it’s a lie, as it eats like a cancer into our consciousness, and rapes our minds. Creating a great divide, between the truth, and the red tides of death that crush our hearts and silence our screams!
I hate how I feel! I just want to run as
long as it takes, to stop feeling, and knowing all that I do. It is so sorreal!
Why am I paralyzed?
Why are you?
Why do I wait for the slaughter?
Why do you?
When will I stand?
When will you?
When will I fight?
When will you?
When will we take back our land?
When it’s too late?
The time has come and…!
Very soon it will be gone…!
Wake up and take a stand!!!!
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
~LAST NIGHT~
I went to bed last night
And I fell asleep
I fell…
And fell…
Into my dream absent of time
When Your heart was free
Your spirit was kind
Serenity and peace
Set you apart
I was frightened
I tried to escape
I screamed…)))))
And when I awoke
You were standing over me
Holding a mirror so I could see
Dreams…
What do they mean…
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~Waiting for your letter~
It’s been a long time
Since I have heard from you
Memories cloud my eyes
It’s true…you are really gone…
When you left you took my heart with you
Could you mail it back…
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~Listening?~
I heard a knock in the night
Who could this be…
I answered with a shout
My gun in hand
Ready for a bout
Who is it I protested
A voice replied
Just
checking
to
see
if
you
were
Awake…
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~California date farm~
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You can…
Burn our books,
Limit our freedoms
Deny our inalienable rights
You will never possess
The wisdom of our minds
Nor the freedom of our spirit’s
We are not bound by this world
Our allegiance is omnipresent
A light you cannot see…
We are free….
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
~Carmine stains~
Trains
Delivering
Merchandise without names
Made by absent faces crying in the rain forever…
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~Help them Father~
If I cry out in Your Name
Would You hear my burden
And take away their pain
Only You know what they’ve been through
Will You hold and protect them
Your mercy I know it’s true
I need a miracle this very hour
Grant them a vision
So they might see
The love they long for is endless in Thee
Touch their hearts and heal their minds
The price You paid was not in vain
You conquered death
So that they might live
I cannot watch them die another day
Father I lay them in Your arms
With my one last breath
I turn my head and walk away
My thoughts…
“I understand now how You felt…”
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
Where is Heaven…
As I consider the heavens in my sky
I ponder as to where
This place is we call heaven
My thoughts propose
Surely an impossibility
I sit in silence for a moment in why
Aware the greatest distance
Is between my head and my heart
Awaiting an answer…
An aura of heaven confirms it is real
Peace encircles a doubtful heart
The breath of angels wisps
In a breeze caressing my soul
Heaven is how you feel
When everything else is so unreal
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
~Moon Beams~
Moon beams a bequeath of vision
As the night unfolds
Elimination of fears unknown
A colored space of light
In a blackness of time
Do not be fooled by what you feel
Sometimes our fears are so unreal
Perceptions of dark maybe
Is an absence of light
Dark is only a limited reflection
Of its ability to absorb
A mirrored perception
Do not fear in the darkest hour
Faith is the substance of things unseen
Follow
Him
And
just
believe
It’s
Time
Can you see…?
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Still waiting…
Don’t want to be left behind…
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~Regarding Ants~
This is by far the biggest ant hill I have ever seen. Just goes to show that in fact, hard work pays off. They have built an ant castle:)
Amazing!
“It is not enough to be busy. So are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?”
~Henry David Thoreau~
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Heaven in the mirror…
May be closer than it appears…
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I was wondering…
What makes a man refuse to see
Why can he look up in the sky and see the clouds and still not see the light
Or smell the grass
Or feel the breeze
Or touch the blue
Of the Skies
Why
Oh
Why…
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Regarding Freedom
“America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.”
~Abraham Lincoln~
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Rumbles in the still of the night…
Trembling in your dreams…
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~A feeling without evidence~
Will persuade you to awareness
In your search for truth and…
Can be painfully obvious when discovered.
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Regarding Kindness…
“Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
~Mark Twain~
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~Train Art~
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Arizona style…
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
Words make us feel…
What is real
Your words
Hit my chest
Cracked my heart
Open
Just enough
To let you in
And I am now able to touch
What I never could..
Feel…
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
Capture time…
A photograph is a feeling about an awareness of something inside you that you always wanted to know, yet the more you feel it, the less you understand it, but long to…
And you continue to capture particles of time and awareness of the moment
Your photograph is a reflection of who you are, or maybe what you want to be, or where you can go…
At times you get lost, and you are glad because if you didn’t, it wouldn’t be worth the journey…
Time has come and gone…
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Decorated Dam
Seashells serve the dam as a decor, cleverly laid upon the banks for the eye of the lens to adore.
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Bridge to peace
A place to hide and feel what I never could
Escape from the other side where things are not what they seem
I used to believe I had no place to go
But I found this perfect place inside
Under here…in 1904
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Damn Landfill…:)
Arizona mud resulting in the exhumation of millions of mollusk shells.
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Under the bridge…
Art is what gets us beyond what is real. It makes reality more real. It also shortens the distance we gotta travel to see how connected we are.
(Laura Pritchett, Sky Bridge: A Nove)
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Fenced off
Whispers…
There’s always one in a crowd
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
Light at the end of a tunnel
And I’m glad it’s not a train this time.
Relief…
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
College
In between classes, it’s nice to find a shade tree, and bench for resting.
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Ambiguous
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Interstate snake…
A little humor is good for the soul.
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
Train
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Cacti comparisons in color
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Memories…
“Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever. . . it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.”
~Aaron Sussman~
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Capture the moment…
“You don’t take a photograph. You borrow it, when you capture a moment of time and savour it.”
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B&W photography
“You don’t take a photograph, you make it.”
~Ansel Adams~
“There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer.”
[~Ansel Adams~1902 – 1984]
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Heavens
“Our spirits are like a body of water, when they are still they best reflect the heavens.”
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Focus on photography or be silent
“When words become unclear, I shall focus on photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.”
~Ansel Adams~
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
Regarding Electricity
“Watson, … if I can get a mechanism which will make a current of electricity vary in its intensity, as the air varies in density when a sound is passing through it, I can telegraph any sound, even the sound speech.”
~Alexander Graham Bell~
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Farmers wagon
Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
~Eleanor & Park~
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Regarding Photography…
“A great photograph is one that fully expresses what one feels, in the deepest sense, about what is being photographed.”
~Ansel Adams~
“The Earth is Art, The Photographer is only a Witness.”
~Yann Arthus-Bertrand~
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Aquaduct Pump Station
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B&W vs. Color
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Tangled and I’m blue
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Clouds in my sky…
The sky is that beautiful old parchment in which the sun and the moon keep their diary.
~Alfred Kreymborg~
You must not blame me if I do talk to the clouds.
~Henry David Thoreau~
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B&W
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Vision…
“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.”
*Friedrich Nietzsche*
The music of art….
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A void heart…
My heart descended into
A fourth dimension in time
Bursting into a thousand pieces
A supernova leaving only remnant
To be swept up by a dark matter
My core ceased to exist
Gravity collapsing inward
Under the force of my own will
Denying illumination embracing a
nebulous atmosphere of space and time
Where your heart was no longer
mine
Leaving
Behind
A
black
hole…
Infinity…
Absent
Of
All
Rhyme
…
By Donna Brown Bowles (C)
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[by Donna Bowles (C)2014]
We make our dreams come true
Remember today, for it is the beginning of always. Today marks the start of a brave new future filled with all your dreams can hold. Think truly to the future and make those dreams come true.
*Albert Einstein*
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Live Free
All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree. All these aspirations are directed toward ennobling man’s life, lifting it from the sphere of mere physical existence and leading the individual towards freedom.
* Albert Einstein*
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Positively
Find a place inside where there’s joy, and the joy will burn out the pain.
Joseph Campbell
When you wake up every day, you have two choices. You can either be positive or negative; an optimist or a pessimist. I choose to be an optimist. It’s all a matter of perspective.
Harvey Mackay
Live free…
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Regarding Peace…
Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace.
Buddha
I think that people want peace so much that one of these days government had better get out of their way and let them have it.
Dwight D. Eisenhower
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True serenity…
Is to find peace in the midst of the storm.
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Regarding love…
People don’t care how much you know until they know how much you care.
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[by Donna Bowles (C)2014]
Cotton Fields
The cotton fields of Arizona.
Not that’s a twist…
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Abandoned Treasures
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Railroad Boneyard
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Serenity scenes
Today is the tomorrow I was afraid of…
Hold on tight to your dreams…
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Just Believe…
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Live free…
.
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love.
Sophocles
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PRIVATE ROAD
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Dreamscapes…
You
Are
Always
In
My
Dreams…
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
Dragon profiles a Stereotype
Profiling isn’t a good idea
Do you know why
It could change the way humans identify
I am not St. George’s horse
As referenced in the book
“Folklore of the Dragonfly.”
I never even knew him
They would have you believe
I am a devil horse that flies
Oh my…
The romanian word for devil is “drac” but “drac” also means dragon in romanian
Because of all this mixed up stuff my name translated as Dragonfly
Confusing right? Just another way to stereotype
Now I cannot tell you how many times this made me cry
Blue Dasher a preferred name of I
But I had no say in scientific decide
My kingdom is in Animalia
I have class of Insecta
My family is Libellulidae
I could go on
but why
The simple truth is this
My mother loves me
She named me Blueray
I am known as the blue dasher
I help with insect control
Especially mosquitoes as some of you already know
Now that you know the truth maybe next time before you stereotype
You’ll think twice…
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Stand tall…
Stand tall
Stand for truth
Stand for something
Or you’re bound to fall
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Heart of stone
I used to scream so loud in the dead of night but no one could hear me
I would never turn out the light in hopes that someone would find me
Memory of a winter’s night my heart was so cold it had turned to ice
In summer it thawed but it had been hardened so long it turned to stone
I would tell you my heart was so sad and that it hurt so bad but that would not be true
My heart was silent for my spirit had died
And the only thing I know is
Stones can’t lie
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[by Donna Brown Bowles (C)2014]
Comparisons
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Abstract
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The bridge I must cross…
Sometimes I hide from what I know to be true for it frightens me
My journey insists I cross a bridge that I rather not cross
Like a child’s uncertainty walking by the light of the moon
So my thoughts intrude in my clouded mind persuading me to higher ground
I must cross or I will surely die
A bitter death of a spiritual kind
Intuitively I am painfully aware that I mustn’t haste
A day dream becomes my reality
demanding I move from my comfort zone
I am afraid…
What is on the other side…
Can you tell me
Or maybe I could continue
To hide…
…
…
…
No
I
Want
To
Be
Alive
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Be you…
“We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, handsome, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?
(Marianne Williamson)
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Making tracks
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Growing old is mandatory
Growing up is optional…
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Blooming cacti
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Fallen Angel
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