My story is everyone’s poem.
My characters grow, evolve, roam
Just as we all do.
Emotions rising that finally flew
From the nest and took to the sky!
My story, my poem, my life is why…
I thrive and survive!
–Deborah A. Bowman
My Writer’s Life Story
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Predestination … what we signed up for in this life!
A lonely night.
A blustery wind
Blowing away what isn’t right.
Where has all the joy been?
Never fear…
It’s always been here.
We just need to open our souls
And take on the fated roles
We were blessed with
On the day of our birth.
Search within…
Let it all begin…
As was destined in the past
To relieve our rashness,
Anger, hurt, and pain.
We have chosen to refrain
From hurting and judging others.
Come in peace.
Dwell in love.
Give of thyself,
And you will know an abundance
Much greater than wealth.
Love as you would be loved.
It’s all in our destiny.
We chose wisely!
—Deborah A. Bowman Stevens
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Phoebe Snow (born Phoebe Ann Laub; July 17, 1950 – April 26, 2011 was an American singer, songwriter, and guitarist, best known for her 1975 song “Poetry Man”. She was described by The New York Times as a “contralto grounded in a bluesy growl and capable of sweeping over four octaves.” Professional life It was […]
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The Hunting Owl…
Creature of the night
Caught in flight
Hunting among redwood trees
No one knows what those eyes see
In the faint moonlight in the breeze
Long, sharp talons extended
Reaching for small prey, life-ending
The balance of the hunted and Hunter
All must live and die in shrieks of thunder
Large flapping wings overhead
Filling small hearts with fear and dread
Nestled under the earth or scattered leaves
The tiny family grieves
As the owl takes to the skies
In the dark of night, eyes that hypnotize
In the glow of the moon, caught in flight
The owl with his nocturnal sight
Painting and Poem by Deborah A. Bowman
Editing… The Three Words I Live By and a Watercolor of My Own
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