Emotive life
590 creative works found
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truth.
by Byron Gates Jrare my lies your truths? are my truths your lies…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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slipping away.
by Byron Gates Jri now understand what must be done…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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selfish act.
by Byron Gates Jrnot enough moments to restore the spoil of my selfish act…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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out of my mind.
by Byron Gates Jrsilently, to me alone, it speaks…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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my goals.
by Byron Gates Jrmy tomorrow, never my yesterday…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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ugly.
by Byron Gates Jron a point of departure not unlike the norm…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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why wait?
by Byron Gates Jrwhy silence, when you could protest…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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View of Mauna Kahalawai, West Maui from Kula / Protea Blossoms in Evening Light / A spectacular view from Upcountry near Kula / Haleakala Maui Hawai’i Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved “O Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the winds and whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me. I am small and weak. I need your strength and wisdom. Let me walk in beauty and let my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset. Make my hands respect the things you have made and my ears grow sharp to hear your voice. Make me wise so that I may understand the things you have taught my people. Let me learn the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock. I seek strength not to be greater than my brother or sister, but to fight my greatest enemy, myself. Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes So when life fades as the fading sunset my spirit may come to you without shame. Great Spirit of love, come to me with the power of the North. Make me courageous when the cold winds of life fall upon me. Give me strength and endurance for everything that is harsh, everything that hurts, everything that makes me squint. Make me move through life ready to take what comes from the North. Spirit who comes out of the East, come to me with the power of the rising sun. Let there be light in my word. Let there be light on the path that I walk. Let me remember always that you give the gift of a new day. Never let me be burdened with sorrow by not starting over. Great Spirit of creation, send me the warm and soothing winds from the South. Comfort me and caress me when I am tired and cold. Enfold me as your gentle breezes enfold your leaves on the trees. And as you give to all the earth your warm, moving wind, Give to me so that I may grow close to you in warmth. Great life-giving Spirit, I face the West, the direction of the sundown. Let me remember every day that the moment will come when my sun will go down. Never let me forget that I must fade into you. Give me beautiful colour. Give me a great sky for setting, and when it is time to meet you, I come with glory. And Giver of all life, I pray to you from the earth, help me to remember as I touch the earth that I am small and need your pity. Help me to be thankful for the gift of the earth and never to walk hurtfully on the world. Bless to love what comes from mother earth and teach me how to love your gifts. Great Spirit of the heavens, lift me up to you that my heart may worship you and come to you in glory. Hold in my memory that you are my Creator, greater than I, eager for my good life. Let everything that is in the world lift my mind, and my heart, and my life to you so that we may come always to you in truth and in heart.” ~ This prayer is thought to be First Nations Tribes in origin and is sometimes attributed to the Sioux Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi
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so anonymous.
by Byron Gates Jrhow do such tiny beasts…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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short poems.
by Byron Gates Jrthe freedom they offer…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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the problem.
by Byron Gates Jrquestioning yourself is not the problem…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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my first epiphany.
by Byron Gates Jri can’t believe…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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truths.
by Byron Gates Jrare my lies your truths…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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shows up.
by Byron Gates Jrlife just shows up…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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my silence.
by Byron Gates Jra world where i am free…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
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Ocean of Oneness ~ Mahama Lauhala trees and Naupaka growing on the lava rocks on the beautiful coast of Ke’anae Peninsula Maui Hawai’i Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi
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The Land Where Souls Play / Pa’ia Beach Maui Hawai’i * Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009* / All Rights Reserved “An awakening to dawn mist on the water, / flowing Spirit’s streams to God’s alter, / purifying essence whistles through the trees, / images of the sacred blowing in the breeze. / Flights of fancy from birds up high, / feathers of many colours filtering through the sky, sun, moon and stars envelops Earth’s dome, / we’re all birds of a feather, finding our way home. Spectacle of mesmerizing movements flashing in the mind, / melting pots of humans, secrets hard to find, love all embracing whispers on the wind, no physical presence, ecstasy from a light dimmed. Gifts of joy enmeshed in music and dance, visualizing images filtering in a trance, warriors in a drumbeat at journeys end, back to the womb of creation enmeshed in a substance blend. Wondrous dreams in the stillness of the dark, journey on uplifting voyages in paradise park, thunder and lightening points the way, a prelude to the land where Soul’s play.” Poetry by Michael Levy Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi
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dandelion flower © 2008 Sonja Zalar
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Red is the colour of life / courage / energy and passion. © 2008 Sonja Zalar
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I was very inspired by autumn leaves in beautiful colours. © 2008 Sonja Zalar
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Inspired with autumn leaves in beautiful colours. © 2008 Sonja Zalar © 2008 Sonja Zalar
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From my collection: Wave Pirates ~ Surfing Maui Style / 07 May 2008 © 2008 Sharon Anne Mau
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Avebury circle, England, UK © 2008 Sonja Zalar
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