What does your poetry mean to you?

The Cherry Blossoms in Washington, D.C. Beautiful & Meaningful as a Poem

In my poetry, I turn within to my soul, mind, and heart
I give of myself until I am torn apart
Releasing my pain, raw emotion, and sorrow
So I can reach within and find beauty tomorrow
My poetry is everything that I am, have been, will ever be
My poetry is how I live, grow, evolve, and see

Deborah A. Bowman


Beauty in nature

We find ourselves lost and alone sometimes

We don’t know how to cope

But that which combines

Beauty and hope

Can calm and heal the mind

Strength lies in the beauty of nature

We are never alone when we allow God to nurture



Summer Beauty Is Upon Us

Dandelions, Simplicity in Beauty

I woke up today and the world had changed

It didn’t seem so different yesterday, what was rearranged?

The grass is somehow more luscious, lush, and green

There are wildflowers and thick leaves in vivid hues to be seen

The air is hot and moist today with rays of brilliant sun

Everyone is joyous and finding new games of outdoor fun

It seems just a fortnight ago, the earth was awash with spring

Tiny seedlings and buds just opening, birds returning to sing

Wisps of gentle breezes, chilly nights with dew-kissed dawns

Now the stillness of fragrant air and the days have grown so long

The sweet whisper of gurgling brooks over heated rocks and stones

Quiet times of peace to relax, finding time to be alone

Not wanting to stir in the humid heat of sunlight

Drinking in the beauty of summer with glorious sights

Enchantment in Our World

Light and Color
Light and Color

The rays of sun and reflection

Create splashes of color selected

By the hands of gods and goddesses

That no artist with brushes

Could duplicate on canvas

In oils, pastels, or elements

Raw from the clay and earth and dried, crushed pigments

Art in words, sculpture, images pale in comparison

To the rays of sunlight blending in unison.