MY HOW TIME SLIPS AWAY

MY HOW TIME SLIPS AWAY
By Donna Brown Bowles ©
July 16, 2018

You have been gone so long.

We wished You weren’t so far away.

We pray for you every night.

Zoey prayed for you to come home today.

Well, I thought you might want to know that zoey graduated from kindergarten today.

His smile, how it lit up the room.

He so reminded me of you.

All the other moms were there.

His teacher said, sometimes he’s happy, but most of the time he misses you.

Oh how we wish that you were there.

All the kids sang a song.

To thank the mom’s that came along.

But Zoey didn’t participate.

He just sat alone.

And wrote you a little poem.

The teacher said he could read his now.

But Zoey said he’s saving it for a special day.

When his mom comes home.

With every day that’s gone by, another memory slips away.

All the springs, summers, and falls and, lonesome winters without you here.

My, how time slips away.

Zoey said to send his love.

His eyes filled up with tears as, he looked at your picture on the wall.

I guess that’s how life becomes when moms are sad; the pain takes away all they have.

And son’s dream their dreams at night.

And tears fall all winter.

And summer comes
Eventually.

And time just slips away…

[By Donna Brown (C)

July 16 2018

YOU WERE ALWAYS WITH ME

Even when I was gone

I knew you were there

You loved me in absolute silence

Waiting for me to surrender

Watching in rose colored glasses as I willfully sank into the stormy seas

The life raft seemed so far away

Blinded by what I could not see

YOU ARE A WORK OF DIVINE POETRY

YOU ARE A WORK OF DIVINE POETRY
By Donna Brown Bowles (C)01/07/18
Have you ever thought of yourself as a work of “divine poetry?”

GOD’S POIEMA: Beloved, IN CHRIST by grace through faith (Eph 2:8,9), do you know what God says about you in Ephesians 2:10? You are God’s “WORKMANSHIP, created IN CHRIST JESUS for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.” The Greek word for “WORKMANSHIP” is POIEMA which gives us our English words POEM and POETRY.
Poiema means “something made” and in context is something made by God Himself. As a new creation skillfully and artfully created IN CHRIST JESUS (2 Cor 5:17).

Anticipation ~°•○●

One Nation under God chooses fear as opposed to morality… 

Tears fall on window panes…

Eyes absent of vision through a clouded window endures for but a moment in-between the storms and the rain..

Only a few can see and feel the heaviness in colors, black, blue, and melancholy… for you.

Some anticipate the sound of the trumpet…

Others refuse to believe…

Regardless, everything will soon change…

AWAKE; IT’S TIME…

~He Waits By The Window~

I know you’re leaving and it only makes me realize that the world was never created for a spirit such as I

You are my hearts desire no one ever loved me as you do

Goodbyes are only painful for the eyes that truly see

Memories will render a frozen place in time saved for you and I

Endless love as waves upon the shore

Separation only fractures two  hearts lost at sea

I may not understand as to why you have to go away

But I will sit by this big window

And watch for you each day…

~Can’t find my way home~

So here I rest in isolation from everything I’ve known

A wanderer in quest of a place
that I called home

Time spent in search of higher ground

Reality haunts my dwelling

Leaving more mountains that I must  climb

A thousand miles vanished

Renders only a consciousness

Of what I left behind…

~Deaf Love~

Love can’t be heard by the deaf

Love can’t be seen by the blind

The dead can’t feel love anymore

I pray that you awake for it is time…

By Donna Brown ©

~Reflections~

Storms

of

my

past

A

hunting

A

memory

Of

long

ago

Follow

When

I

allow

Clouds

To

Blur

My

Vision

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~Silenced by lies~

I heard your screams from a distance in a storm

Your echo was silenced by the thunder

Your voice as lightning without tone

As your heart became frozen

Did you search for meaning as to why

Or did you run away…

Motionless you sat alone on the basement floor

Denying what you knew so terribly long ago

Your screams always silenced

Your truth went untold

For lies did cast darkness

In the winter of your soul…

By Dawna Bowles (C)3/15

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~My heart~

My heart went missing in the still of the night.

As I awoke from my slumber I felt something was not right.

Darkness crept in as, I opened my eyes, my thoughts rendering only lies.

Disguised as an angel without any wings I heard someone singing as somebody screamed.

I wasn’t quite sure of the message for I could not see.

Clouds of smoke broken vision.

I knew quite well there was something missing.

I sat alone in a room filled with broken years.

Frozen, though I longed to for tears.

A rude wwakening shot pains through my chest!

I reluctantly accepted that my heart was stolen while I slept…

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~Reality 2015~

The last day of the year

The last hour is here

What will come is to come

I’m tired of all this reality

I would run again but

I have run out of road

I must embrace and believe that

Everything

Is

Exactly

The

Way

It’s

Supposed

To

Be

A

New

Year

A

Rude

Awakening

For

Some

May

Be

A

Promise

To

Others

Prophecy

2015

Rejoice, for He that is within thee, is greater than he that is in the world.

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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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~His map~

His map in his hand

A dream in his heart

A familiar feeling of long ago

Yesterday seems so far away

On a paper map without a soul

He knows each road

Will lead him to a dead end

Where a house sets alone

Wearing a sign that reads

Condemned…

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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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~ONLY A FAINT MEMORY ~

The only thing left is a red tint of memory

A  dark shadow on my wall

A shattered mirror

Where your broken spirit used to appear

Narcissistically…

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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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~Tonights nightmare~

I was awakened in the night

By roars of monstrous sounds

Pounding over my pillow

Crashing through my skies

Rendered thoughts…no…no…no

It cannot be time

I heard boots marching

Choppers thundering

Screams of innocence

It is too late to run

But somehow I knew

It wasn’t to late to fly

I covered my head

I said a prayer

I tried to make believe

it was only a dream

But I knew it was the final nightmare

So I believed that I could fly

As I had  practiced many times

In my dreams throughout my life

My memories gave me faith

Faith became light

Light became hope

Hope became courage

Courage became wings

That lifted me up above

All the cries of Humanity

And all that refused to fly

All death that was smitten

By those who came

To kill steal and destroy

One will be taken

And one will be left…

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~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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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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~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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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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~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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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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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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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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New Life…

As I open the door that I had closed long ago

Regret remorse and bitter sadness burn like acid deep into my soul

War raged for many years

I fainted for lack of hope

I was conquered by the darkness

A Prisoner of whom I did not know

My fight was fought in vain

Awakened by a moment of clarity

While lying in the rain

Only to find a space in time

That was no longer mine

Consumed in fear for knowledge

Of what I had become

Truth grabbed my heart with both fists tightening as I cried

What had happened to everything I knew

My light and truth had died

A blinding pain rebuked vision from my eyes

My spirit screamed at the sight of me

Demanding an answer as to why

I knew at that moment that light had left my side

As I mourned and loathed my very existence

Knowing I could no longer hide

A heart of stone softened by the tears that I cried

A warm breeze a caressing of hope

persuading me to forgive

And love myself again or maybe

For the first time…

By Dawna Bowles(C)9/2014

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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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I was there

Do you remember…

Or did you trade your heart once more

For a rock of fools gold…

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Looking back…

Where did I go

Lost in the storms of a time

When your love was forever mine

Now I am left sleeping in the rain

My rear view mirror a haunting

Of what I left behind…
…
Me…

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Tired of living…

It’s easy to do
The things I wanted
Forsaken for you
I would never change anything
our love was so true
It will not be our end
I will always love you
Truly…

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My rubicund thorn

Your beauty is without measure

In wrath you change

A protection I blame…

A sacrifice in pain…

Your softness returns reluctantly…
…
…
…
I missed you…

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He may feel like he’s unappreciated…

But to the contrary, he’s a lovely aesthetic environmental masterpiece to the definition of life, death, and rebirth.

Environmental appreciation day is every day.

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Reflections…

Of the clouds in our eyes

Reflections of a roadmap rid of lies

Reflections of our nation’s constant cries

Reflections of the beauty of our skies

Reflections of a mirror for us to see  truth
Love
Peace
To
set
our
spirits
free
Eternally
brilliant
light
inside
You
And
Me
…

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The Day I Stopped Turning

Reminiscent of times before my record player stopped playing my song, merry-go-rounds, carousels,
and I, the forgotten ferris wheel stopped turning and left me on high…

I found this image on line and it made me feel like I was able to touch a profound moment from the past.

This image is from..
ttp://fuckyouimagentleman.tumblr.com/post/94715026112/de-preciated-abandoned-ferris-wheel-by-city

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Desiderium

His Shadows
One of his clone
The other unknown
He looks to the horizon for home
His shoulders carries
His last song
He moans…

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Robin Williams You Are Gone…

Robin Williams, what can we say, you are gone and so is a part of us.
Today’s memory saddens us.
Yesterday’s memories will keep you with us forever, always encouraging our hearts to smile.

Your astounding ability to nudge us out of our comfort zones, has changed us profoundly, and because of it, we are wiser.

You were a lighthouse, when we needed guidance and understanding of our world.

You made us laugh in spite of ourselves.

You gave us a uniqueness of vision that could never be surpassed.

You touched our hearts, and made us feel love, no matter how hard we tried not to feel.

You turned our sadness into endless smiles.

You challenged our minds to ponder.

You were a bridge that we needed to cross.

You were our reflections when we were afraid to see.

Robin Williams, you are loved, and missed beyond measure and,
I can’t say it any better than Don Mclean.
“The world was never created for anyone as beautiful as you.”

Your friend and greatest fan always,
Sincerely,
Dawnasong

[Dawna Bowles (C) 8/2014]

Koko the Gorilla with Robin Williams.mp4: http://youtu.be/GorgFtCqPEs

To touch you…

Oh I wish you would get closer just so I could touch you…

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Choose light

As a flower in the rain
I continue to glow because
I know the truth
If I choose to only exist
Negative energy lives
When I choose to live
Negative energy only exists
Light is a choice
Believe…

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Side Sliding

Sometimes it’s not easy to follow the road that you know to be true. Today I slipped side ways,  but I soon realized it and straighten my perspective.
And things seemed to appear brighter.

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There ain’t no mountains high enough

To keep me from you…

I know that you are the alpha and the omega

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Isolation

My humans deserted their home
My sky is onfire
I thirst in vain
My bird left her wire
Isolation a
familiar
Desert
Tone

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My Truths…

I know there is a journey
Which lies ahead
It is clouded by doubt
And but for a moment
I am a prisoner in the eye of her storm

At times I see my radiance
I long to touch it only to find
My reach exceeds my grasp
I turn my head and cry

One thing I know for sure
If I continue to run
Love will never catch me…

[By Dawna Bowles (C) 07/21/2014]

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A few things I know to be true

I know what I feel
Deep inside that only I can hear my screams.

One day, I will reach so high.

I will catch all my dreams as, many as there are stars in the sky.

They will be mine.

I know that 0the weight of this world sits so heavily upon my chest that it is breaking my heart.

I know It is imperative that I not only sit in the rain but, taste it as well.

I know that sometimes I capture a photograph of love and it hurts.

And when I reach for it,

I discovered that it is only a negative.

And I sigh.….

Love, why must you hide your face from me?

I bleed.,.

[Dawna Bowles (C) 07/22/2014]
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A Hunger for love

When Christ said that man does not live by bread alone, he spoke of a hunger. This hunger was not the hunger of the body. It was not the hunger for bread. He spoke of a hunger that begins deep down in the very depths of our being. He spoke of a need as vital as breath. He spoke of our hunger for love.

Love is something you and I must have. We must have it because our spirit feeds upon it. We must have it because without it we become weak and faint. Without love our self-esteem weakens. Without it our courage fails. Without love we can no longer look out confidently at the world…

But with love, we are creative. With it, we march tirelessly. With it, and with it alone, we are able to sacrifice for others.

Chief Dan George

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Great Things

“Not all of us can do great things.
But we can do small things with great love.”
(Mother Teresa)

Have you hugged your dog today?

They would think that to be great!

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Eye candy…

Smell it

color it

Feel it

Paint it

Dance through it

Absorb it

Taste it

Follow it

See it

Know it

Love it

Become it

And never stop creating peace love and art…

(L. W.)
Dawnasong

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I love locomotives

       This evening we went for a bike ride.
I was beckoned by a lovely train that was passing.
I got off my bike and walked slowly towards the train and watched it disappear into the sunset.
I felt as though I was an innocent child again. I decided to walk on the tracks in reminiscence of my childhood when a walk on the railroad took all my troubles away.
        We started walking and it felt as though I was tapping upon piano keys. I could almost hear the melody of their great history along with my nostalgic experiences as a child.
With a gentle breeze caressing my face as I danced along, it felt absolutely amazing and greatly peaceful.
        My memories as a child includes my brother Joe and I. We would wait on the tracks patiently for the train to come so we could watch the colorful box cars pass and receive a wave, and a smile from the conductor on the caboose.
He left us with a feeling that not only were we alright, but the entire world was alright and a peaceful place to live.
       My love of trains is a therapeutic melody to my soul, and a healing for my spirit. I must admit that I believe I fell in love with locomotives as a child and we will be in love till the day i die.
Once again love wins.

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Meadows of heaven

Silently,  one by one in the infinite meadows of heaven
Blossomed the lovely stars the
forget-me-nots of the angels
(Longfellow–Evangeline)

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Is starting over possible?

“allow them to take failure not as a measure of their worth but as a chance for a new start.”
(Wizard of Oz)

Sometimes we think because we failed miserably in our past that starting over is an impossibility.
We think that it’s hopeless for our families, friends, business associates,  or neighbors to forgive our mishaps; however, the key for successfully starting over does not depend on the ability of others to forgive us, but on our ability to forgive ourselves.
Without forgiveness of our past mistakes there can be no future of tolerance of ourselves, or for others.
Remember being taught in Sunday school as a child, “Love thy neighbor as thyself?”
If we don’t love ourselves it’s an impossibility to love others. Forgiveness comes before love. Once we can forgive ourselves, we can love ourselves. Then, and only then can we share our love with others, regardless of how they respond.
Once we internalize this, we can slowly and gently start to love ourselves once again, or maybe for the first time.

We can completely make a new start.
A confirmation through my own life experiences is proof for me that we can absolutely rid ourselves of past guilt that had once been the keeper of our souls.
[Dawna Bowles ( C ) 07/14]

“I am who I am because of my past not in spite of it.”

“I give up all hope of having a better past.”

“We keep on deceiving ourselves in regard to our faults,  until we at last come to look upon them as virtues.
(Heine)

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A true friend

You’re only a dog, old fellow; a dog, and you’ve had your day;
But never a friend of all my friends has been truer then you always.
(Julian S. Cutler-Roger and I)

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The love of a dog

   Who loves me will love my dog also.

(St. Bernard of Clairvaux)

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My Ying Yang

I closed my eyes so I could see
The hidden lies inside of me
With racing thoughts and troubled mind
The two collided left me blind

I searched for truth of my soul
A vampire of my heart foretold
Denial raped what I did find

I tried to say how I feel but
Sarcasm detested it’s not real
I have desire of willingness
To free my life of the abyss

A certainty of endless love
A promise to my raven dove

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Reflections of

the way love used to be…

visionless they wandered
Far beyond the sea

The desert has no lighthouse
How were they to see

Swallowed by deficiencies of their  souls 

Silent screams in a
Starless night or so it seemed

Without a struggle or fight

They absorb light
Without reflecting any rays

Lacking in hue and brightness

Ebony and ivory vanished in their day

Their melody stopped for
It was the end of their song…

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Our sun has faded…

What happened!

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♡Equality♡

Hi would you like to play
I know I am different
But is that okay?
I have been standing here
For a many long days

Equality is the only way
I want to learn about your likes
So I can be a part of your life

I see you running and playing tag
It makes me happy
I wish I could play
See my smile it is just like yours

I have a heart but
Sometimes it hurts
I want to be included in
I won’t give up no not I
I will be waiting
With my big grin

Equality for light poles…
Don’t*cha know?

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Storms…

Are teachers

Ride them softly they will pass
Resistance will not stop the storms
But it will stop your growth

True serenity is to find
Peace in the midst of a storm

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ONE WORLD OUR CHOICE

We are the world
We are the people
We are the voice
We are the peace
We are the love
Let us all rise above
Above the hate
Above the fear
Above the wars
Removing all
The wasted years
We hold the power
Let us all rejoice
We are the music
We are the voice
Awake my brothers
My sisters too
From nations far
A renaissance of love is ours
We are one family
Beneath the stars
Tonight’s celebration
The choice is ours…
♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

(Google earth pics)♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

USA for Africa – We Are The World
(Original Musi…: http://youtu.be/OoDY8ce_3zk

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Babylonian Fall

Like a soul without radiance.

As a heartbeat without rhythm.

A violin absent of its bow.

A visionary with hollow eyes.

His dream apparently has died.

Comparisons of contrast as, brass resounding in the wind.

Is a nuisance of its tone.

Incongruity is the equal of its sum.

Resonance of harmony, is of course an impossibility.

As a conductor of a symphony directs with amputated arms.

So is a society blinded by demise.

Humanity is hopeless, filling rivers with her cries.

As history repeats a babylonian fall.

A Holocaust of America.

Will be remembered in her majesty.

Only as a “pop” on every Facebook wall.

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Yes You…

You

Light

Up

My

Life

Just

Believe…

In dreams

MY NEW FRIEND

I think she likes me…

Look at her style

I hope she’ll hang with me a while

She’s so beautiful

Just look at her smile

Best friends we’ll be just her and me

Till the end with no pretend…
you’ll see…

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Camouflaged

Hidden for a time
Camouflaged mind
Behind horrid wounds
Embezzled heart
But only for
A time…
Reanimate
Enkindle
Peace
I
Shine
Forever
And
more
Once
Again
My
Heart
Smiles
in
Spite
Of
All
The
Upside
Down
Grins
Love
Wins

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~**CARRY ME**~

You carried me
When I had no legs
You carried me
When I could not see
You carried me
When I refused to hear
You carried me
When I was torn apart
You carried me
When I lost my heart
You carried me
When I went insane
You carried me
When I ran away
You carried me
When I refused to shine
You carried me
Every time…
Will you carry me
One more day
I’m afraid…

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My House

Today I found a new house
Alone yet not afraid
Broken yet not defeated
Our eyes met
Tears fell
We were sure
We hurt
We healed
In one moment
We could see
We believed
We
Knew
Truth
Pain
causes
love
Conquers
All…

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THEM BLUES

Feeling blue never stopped me
From chasing another night
Just sitten here wondering
Why we always fight
Them blues been calling
Me back to sin so I can
Do it all over again
I can hear them talking
All over this town
Oh lordy he’s a wearing that frown
Can’t,cha hear my heart is a crying
Them blues is all I’ve ever known
Oh Baby please can you see I’m dying
And just let your daddy come home

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.

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)