Living on the other side of the tracks
Looking in from the outside
Pennys are more enjoyable flat
Bare feet run swiftly on iron bars
Looking out from the inside
They are simply mortified
Waves from the trains caboose
Brought smiles in spite of their rebuke
Another end to a sunny day
Would you join us
If you had your way
One Saturday afternoon as I was driving along I noticed this abandoned house on the side of the road.
I felt compelled to pull into the driveway.
Approaching the house I saw a beautiful untamed bush decorated with the most lovely scarlet flowers.
I stood in awe of the glaring contrast between the broken structure and the flowers.
With eyes of love I smiled at the flowers
The flowers feeling my love smiled back at me with a shyness, fot they hadn’t been observed by a human eye in over a decade.
Suddenly I felt the old house and his sadness, due to his years of neglect.
I glanced up at my large old friend,
And loved him for the first time.
He was broken yet not defeated.
He humbly glanced down at me in shame of his condition. He said,
“Did you know that I used to be as lovely as the scarlet flowers”
For years she has been my only friend.
I felt as though I was frozen in a moment of time when this old house thought his eyes would never meet mine.
Saddened to see his abide
A sructural demise, foretold that entropy has no prejudice Just ageing collide.
I still loved him profoundly and he did know, even more for his stories untold, for inside of him was a heart of purest gold.
(Love wins)
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[by Dawna D. Bowles
(C) 2014]
I was wondering if you would come today
I felt sad I don’t know why
I thought I would never see you again
But you are here I can smile now
I stretched and grew a leaf or two
Did you bring your camera on this beautiful day
I have a great big smile for you
See ~°•○●”smiles”●○•°~“~☆snap☆
Am I handsome Your very best friend
So glad you came early today
Will you be visiting for a little while
Oh you caught my very best smile
°•○●~”blushing”~●○•° Snap°•☆snap°•~
I’m glad you decided to be my friend
I haven’t felt this shy since I dont know when°•○●~sheepish grin~●○•°~☆~☆~
I like it when you smile at me
I over heard you say I was lovely
°•○●☆snap~°•○☆snap●○•°☆
Oh my did I turn red
Not used to being a celebrity not me
For over a century I sat all alone
and afraid
Now I look forward to seeing your smile
Your friend I’ll be always
Not just for a while
See my beauty mark
It because you believed in me until I could believe in myself
Thanks again for being my friend
Goodbye for now I will see you tomorrow?
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[by Dawna D. Bowles
(C) 2014]
My mirror keeps looking at me
I was passing through the hall
I viewed my image quickly
As I passed by
It glared back at me
I shrugged it off as if
I did not see
The sarcastic way it glared at me
As if to suggest…
Curiousity struck a pain inside my chest
My shadowed image I shunned
I felt a-part between
My image and my heart
I walked back down the hall
Slowly this time my head held high
I turned and glared back at the mirror
Who do you think you are
I was shocked to see it was
My image looking back at me
Exposed I fell upon my knees
Debts were screaming out my name
You are the one that
Caused of your pain
Time to explain why
Reflections do not lie…
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[by Dawna D. Bowles
(C) 2014]
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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[by Dawna D. Bowles
(C) 2014]
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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for Android GalaxyNote 3 – by Donna Jones Bowles AKA DeeBiggins(C) 2013)
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…
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.
Oxygenated tree persuades a caressing of their leaves, as i touch in gratitude another day I breathe.
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.”]]
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!
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
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 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)
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!
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