Barbara C. Rowe's Blog, page 12
April 11, 2014
Spirit of Expectation
Spirit of Expectation
Spirit in me, don’t judge too fast
I wish for peace of my existence to last
Spirit, oh Spirit
Don’t fail me now
I’ll find a way to avoid expectation somehow
To those who mean me no good
I remember in the past where I stood
I’d go back to the beginning if I could
Spirit of expectation
Leave me in peaceful contemplation
I live for clarity of mind and heart
Let this restlessness depart
Let me be certain of what I have and have not
Spirit, oh Spirit
Allow me to remember all the good things I forgot
Not Alone
I remember times of my childhood
Times of sadness and grief
Not ever having much and so misunderstood
But I was not alone
Life has been a hard journey for me
Never knowing where to go
Too complicated and in a haze for me to see
That I was not alone
Searching for a home where I could be a part
Running to or from someone or something
Hoping to find a place in someone’s heart
But I was never alone
With the concept that children never leave you
That it is the parents that run away
My understanding of life was far from being true
But I was not alone
There are seasons in our lives, like chapters in a book
Each one having its own meaning
Measuring our accomplishments and how our future will look
But we will not be alone
I pray to You, Oh Lord, for love to come my way
For someone to share my life with
To be with until my dying day
So I will not be alone
For even in the valleys, You love me still
Even through my bad choices
And events not of my will
You see that I am never alone
One moment of peace erases a thousand tears shed
So my faith will stay strong
When I slumber I will dream of You instead
So I will never be alone
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Each Little Teardrop
Each Little Teardrop
As I lie in my bed, crying every night
I remember something Grandma said
as she held me close
snuggled against her breast.
With fear and sadness overwhelming me
I’d remember what she would say
“Go ahead and cry, little one, I am here.
Grandma loves you, just wait and see
each and every teardrop
has a blessing that’s just for you.”
Now as my life goes by
and all the heartaches begin
like losing my loved ones
and asking myself why
I’m feeling sadness within.
People say, “God says nothing is an accident.
Each person has a season.
Tears are like rains that wash away the pain
and people meet for a specific reason.”
So, my friend, lean on me
for my intentions are true.
Give your worries to the Lord
and don’t be so blue.
Even if you cry a thousand teardrops
each has a blessing that will come back to you.
Dedicated to Grandma Brinlee
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April 10, 2014
Faith and hope
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Art by Oleksiy Maksymenko
I close my eye and
I pray. I thank for all the
Years of happiness,
For all the years of pain too
They give me will and strength.
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Romance Fantasy that will leave you warm and wanting more.
Originally posted on Dreaming...:
Tales of Erana: Myths and Legends
Five short tales of fantasy and fantasy romance set in the dark world of Erana; the world of the Light Beyond the Storm Chronicles. Some are new and the others have been expanded and revised from the original versions.
The Moon on the Water: The tale of the love between a goddess and a warrior and the terrible curse it brought.
The Tale of Treyna the Beloved: When a mortal woman is pursued by two rival gods even the heavens are wrought by magic.
Storm-Born: A lonely magician finds companionship with a creature of the storm but magic demands a price, what price will it be?
The Blue Phial: A lesson in listening to instruction carefully, lest one makes an embarrassing mistake.
The Legend of Oeliana: A story of a nymph and a toad, jealous magic and debts repaid.
12717 words.
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One More Grateful Day
Originally posted on Source of Inspiration:
A child with cancer
Reminds us to be grateful
Each day is a gift
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The Finished Article
Originally posted on scribblah:
This is the finished monotype and ghost that I was working on yesterday at the Zaira Zaka print residency in Rawalpindi. The original image started as a digital photograph that I played about with in Photoshop. I’ll post all the technical details tomorrow for the printmaking geeks.
We visited the ancient monuments at Taxila and I snapped the feet of my fellow residency artist, Hannah, standing on one of the walls of the ancient Buddhist community. I liked the contrast of her very Western daps and her Pakistani kameez, so I decided to make a reduction monotype. It’s now 2 in the morning and I’ve worked through for 16 hours so goodnight.
This residency has been supported by Wales Arts International and Arts Council Wales.
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Cover reveal: Falling into You by L.T. Kelly
Originally posted on DANIELLE TAYLOR:
‘Falling into You’
Coming May 2014
Back of book blurb:
Marc Romano disappeared without a trace into the darkness. His lover became overwhelmed with grief in her loss. But her grief takes on a much more murderous form than most, for Teagan Lewis is a vampire.
Now her heartache is driving her further from the woman she once was, and she realises she must snap out of her monstrous habits and discover the way back to her old self. But how?
Ending their trip around Europe, Teagan and her friend Alex head back to New York. Teagan has the full intention of carrying out a dangerous plan here; not just physically dangerous, but emotionally as well.
How will she be able to resist the irresistible? And what of the new rival, Ivan Lenin? He threatens her life and the lives of everyone she loves. The only people…
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Can you see me?
Originally posted on Tell me about it:
Art by MichelleMarie
I’m doing my best to hide under this Flower. Can you see me now?
Do you ever feel like hiding? Do you ever hide? Do you ever tuck and run?
Do you ever try to fade into the background?
I do sometimes. I try to blend! I’m perfectly fine being alone and also doing things alone. I’m easy to forget because I try not to stand out in the crowd. I don’t need accolades or commendations. I’m the last to take credit for anything that is noteworthy. Today I was thinking about this personality trait or behavior I display. It goes opposite to my Sanguine personality, but there is a time after all the fun stops, after maybe my feelings have been hurt, or maybe I’ve been pushed aside that I start to fade away. It’s not a sadness, because by nature I’m not a sad person…
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Pray
Originally posted on booknvolume:
Twist in my stomach
Pain in my Smile
There is no way
I can Beguile
Myself into thinking
This was a good day
Frustration and Stress
OH how I must Pray!
Wrenching Sensation
Filling my Being
Throbbing Headache
Keeps me from Seeing
The Beauty Before Me
The Steadying Arms
Hovering Near me
Protecting from Harm
Sickening Writhing
Muffling the Words I Might Say
Tears and Weariness
How I Long to Pray
A Few Quiet Moments
Silence, Away from the Fray
Will Soothe All the madness
When I Stop and Pray.
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Fernanda Brussi Goncalves
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