Loving poem
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Immerse and Surrender
by Paul Louis VillaniMy eyes without you are forlorn, / I bequeath you with all that I am.
Written for the love of my life, Anna. / We very recently got engaged and are in the process of planning our wedding. / Yes, we are at that stage where we tell each other “I love you” eight thousand times a day (four million bubblers gag in horror! LOL!!) / This little poem is her surprise for the day! :D / .. / More of PLV’s Vehicular works / Other PLV Architecture / PLV’s Abstract Creations / My Beautiful Humans / PLV’s Wearable Art / Cards For All Occasions / / You can also listen to PLV’s music Please check out the fabulous written work by the extremely talented Danny
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Monty and Bonnie Sally Omar has felt inspired to write a beautiful poem,,after viewing The Kiss,, please check out Sallys other great poems and image with the link above,thank you Sally x THE KISS by Sally Omar It was The Kiss / Pure and tender / Two beautiful souls / Who freely rendered / Unconditional love / The beauty of The Kiss / Is not difficult to explain / Like a beautiful sunset / Or a warm rain / Their hearts beating / As if one / They rode together / In the sun / Always looking to make sure / The other was not far behind / Each one of kind spirit / And sweet mind / They often look in each other’s eyes / As lovers do / As if to say those three words / I love you / THE KISS
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/beautiful song If You’re Not The One performed by Daniel Bedingfield/ If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today? / If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way? / If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call? / If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all? I never know what the future brings / But I know you are here with me now / We’ll make it through / And I hope you are the one I share my life with If I don’t need you then why am I crying on my bed? / If I don’t need you then why does your name resound in my head? / If you’re not for me then why does this distance maim my life? / If you’re not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife? I don’t know why you’re so far away / But I know that this much is true / We’ll make it through / And I hope you are the one I share my life with / And I wish that you could be the one I die with / And I’m praying you’re the one I build my home with / I hope I love you all my life I don’t wanna run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand / If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am / Is there any way that I can stay in your arms? ‘Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away / And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today / ‘Cause I love you, whether it’s wrong or right / And know I can’t be with you tonight / You know my heart is by your side… More photos: / /
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Everything changes, but feeling remains / Something so tender I cant explain / Well I may be dreaming but till I awake / Can we make the dream last forever? / And I’ll cherish all the love we share….. /lyrics from song A Moment Like This performed by Leona Lewis/ Featured in the group “Buyer’s R Us” October, 2008 / Featured in the Group Two Word Challenge March 01, 2009 /
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There’s a sense / Like an eerie knife through your spine feeling / That creeps from deep / Within / Any dirty midnight city That makes you turn / Eyes fear locked / Naked, white and shadowed To face something / Fleshy and scented like over ripe mango / Hovering in the shadows / Under / A red bulb haze It calls coyly teasing commandingly / In a voice you woke / Soft and warm to That / Very / Same / Morning (Sydney Tunnel – Devonshire St)
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PLEASE VIEW LARGE..XOX The cover to “Elevator Instructions” came about with the thought of what it might be like to enter an elevator and get all of lifes questions answered…. you know the old fashion type of elevator.. with the pull metal door that perhaps now you only find in freight elevators… I have been and will be working on a series of images that will go inside this little gem of a series.. Elevator Instructions… Have a peek at this and a few others in the series…xox Here’s the thought: “what would it be like to enter an elevator and get all of lifes questions answered…. you know the old fashion type of elevator.. with the pull metal door that perhaps now you only find in freight elevators… I have been and will be working on a images that I plan to use as a series for sale as art and as a book. Elevator Instructions… Have a peek at this and a few others in the series…xo / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… BOOK 1..How to Live / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… How To Avoid Alienation / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… When Dad Leaves / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… On Loving Lifetimes / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… On Becoming Enlightened / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… On Dining Out / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… On Being Naked / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS…On What Is Evil LOVE ON AN ELEVATOR
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VIEW LARGE PLEASE / Yes the model is me.. but I added some stuff.. tee hee.. photo and then I went at it!! You could say this is my duck suit Here’s the thought: “what would it be like to enter an elevator and get all of lifes questions answered…. you know the old fashion type of elevator.. with the pull metal door that perhaps now you only find in freight elevators… I have been and will be working on a images that I plan to use as a series for sale as art and as a book. Elevator Instructions… Have a peek at this and a few others in the series…xo / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… BOOK 1..How to Live / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… How To Avoid Alienation / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… When Dad Leaves / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… On Loving Lifetimes / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… On Becoming Enlightened / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… On Dining Out
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Ok.. so I know how to do the tee but I do not like that boxed look so i will have to redo it.. tomorrow.. hummm Evil lies within my own stubborn / Howl !! / Funny how I can feel all is Well .. and then something Techie gets my goat! / This image is a friend of mine in L.A… I hope he likes it!! Muwaahhhhh! PLEASE VIEW LARGE Here’s the thought: “what would it be like to enter an elevator and get all of lifes questions answered…. you know the old fashion type of elevator.. with the pull metal door that perhaps now you only find in freight elevators… I have been and will be working on a images that I plan to use as a series for sale as art and as a book. Elevator Instructions…Have a peek at the others.. ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… BOOK 1..How to Live / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… How To Avoid Alienation / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… When Dad Leaves / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… On Loving Lifetimes / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… On Becoming Enlightened / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS…On Being Naked
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I owe my brother Paul Reyonlds for this part of the Elevator Series. He is my Guru who began eons ago to tell me it is all within you kiddo. YOU got it all here… and he would whip my ass in yoga, as he is the finest Teacher I have ever had. I used my eyes and layered them into my Guruji’s picture in India Shri Shankardas JI who also taught me so much about Love. As he found me one day crying on the roof…(I was in love with him) and desperate for a kind word. I did not know he was there. And then he was… like a ghost he came and stood before me and said … Saraswati.. What is wrong with you? I simply cannot take your tears… He never touched me nor I him.. He is Yogi and that is not allowed. I did not tell him my desperate feelings for him. I loved him because he was a miracle and he was so connected to Source and I was still finding my way. Well he stood over me and I finally said. “Oh Guruji.. I shall never never be loved”… and he said “you are a silly girl”. And so he sat across from me and taught me much that day. It was not the lesson I was expecting but none the less it calmed me down and he made me laugh always. I was a thorn in his side, as I did not follow procedures well. I was a rebel with him. But the secret was .. he let me eat with him.. and he told me he never let anyone see him eat.. I used to feel so blessed when he looked at me and said.. Would you like some rice and milk? And I would sigh and feel special. Because in inviting me to eat I always felt and still do that he loved me. As much as any Yogi can love. And that is for the human kind of love.. minus 0!! So here I am inside my Guruji becoming the Guruji.. He would not mind I know he would laugh and say.. “You are a silly woman Saraswati” and I would smile and say, “I know”.
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Wonderful Video to go with this quote….HERE “When you tune into who you are, who you are will breath you, who you are will think you, who you are will know you, who you are will see your world. / Can you imagine seeing the world through the eyes of source? breathing the air through the nose of source, breathing, seeing, feeling, tasting touching, can you imagine how orgasmic life can be when you are allowing the fullness of your ability to perceive, to be having this moment in time.” Abraham Hicks – Dublin May 2008 I AM DISCOVERING EVERYDAY HOW MUCH MY QUALITY OF LIFE INCREASES WHEN I ALLOW THE ALL OF WHO I AM TO SHINE THROUGH!! / MIRACLES HAPPEN.. LIKE OPENING MY DOOR AND THINKING.. IT JUST DOES NOT GET ANY BETTER THAN THIS~!!
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PERCEPTIONS DOOR How do you see things? / How do I? / This perception of you / This perception of I Painful longing and denying claim / All for want of another same In fold / Out mode / Can’t seem to take hold Piercing the air for a stronger / Scent to smell / Knowing that what I feel now / Feels like hell And back again / And before it is done / I want to be clear / None has won / Or made a point / Or made one see Perceptions door / Eternity Fin…LINAJI 2009 Linaji 2009
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I have a poem I am working on with the feeling of storms involved. I am a sucker for the experience one gets in strong weather and felt this storm the other night deserved to be observed as a vibration unto itself. So there is the Goddess and The Gods written about these amazing events and I felt my way to producing a piece that depicts them and us.
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the moon was broken in half...
by mimi yoonmango scented love story
. dedicated to you… o3.1o.2oo9 . i planned to do a drawing today / but a dream seeped in through a button hole / and brought the constellation / the broken moon / and the river along… so / i made a sandwich with them… and i’ll have a half for my lunch / and the other half for my dinner… : ) .
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This rose speaks / of a love I seek / in a forest / made of thorns A mutli-occassion card / Nikon D6055/200\My Garden~ Ct.
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Love Poem
by Erika .I will write you the most beautiful poetry / I will create for you the sweetest melody / I will dedicate you my life story / And you’ll see …
You all need to learn some Spanish! haha! Well, this is another Spanish poem of mine, which of course I translated for you all. But I think the rhyming is better in the Spanish one, and it’s more romantic. Also, I think I did a better job of translating this time. Tell me what you think. Te voy a escribir la mas bella poesia / Te voy a crear la mas dulce melodia / Te voy a dedicar la historia de mi vida / Y vas a ver como de mi te vas a enamorar. Te demuestro mi mundo en la palma de mi mano. / Tomalo, es para ti / Te demuestro mi corazon y te lo regalo, / porque contigo yo se que mi amor no es en vano. / Toma todo mi amor, tambien es para ti. Habro mi mente y te invito a que vivas en el / Pensamientos de ti me sobran, / Solo necesito tu presencia para que los hagas realidad. / No te vayas, no ves como mis lagrimas me mojan? Para ti, sere poeta. / Te dire como mis sentimientos / vuelan como un cometa. Para ti sere musica / y cantante, si gustas. / Te hare serenata bajo / una luna rustica. Solo para ti, sere tu amor / porque yo se que de mi / te vas a enamorar con ardor.
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stock / renderosity.com / dreamstime / my own clouds and photos for blending / and last but not least / mizzd-stock.deviantart.com “Come Hither, Poet” by our own Red Bubble member, Laura Hartley http://www.redbubble.com/people/laurahartley/writing/1939888-come-hither-poet I beckon from bedside, / and say “Come here.” But your poet self corrects, / “Come hither.” Indeed, come hither, unto me, beloved. / Come hither unto my arms, poet. Thou who doth move my soul, / Verily I say unto thee, / Come hither unto me and lay thee down. Thou dost move the stars. / Yet thou dost still them, too. / Thou causeth the sky reflect thine eyes. Come hither unto me. / Dwell with me in this house, / In this bed. Layest thou down, / Betwixt petals of my tortured heart, / my tender soul, my gardens. Come hither, my beloved. For thy beauty hath no equal, / And my love for thee, no bounds. Come hither, my darling, / And never, never goeth. Thou hast caused me wax tears again. / Thereby, shalt thou know, thou art beloved. Come hither, thou, and lay thee down, poet. Thou art my beloved. Thou art my beloved, evermore…
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stock / monicaloldenburg.deviantart.com / dreamstime, sxc.hu / and my own personal photos for blending and light
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It is my deepest feeling that redbubble and all the beautiful and talented heARTists that I have shared over a year with, has changed my life, perspectives and thoughts about cyberspace. / Just wanted you all to know You are (were) Loved Photograph of bubbles blown by my husband and I, edited in photoshop7 with color saturation, redfield fractilius plug-in and text ( a poem I wrote last month). A better tomorrow is in each of our hands / within our grasps, if we choose to understand Everything changes and will come to an end / inevitable in our life’s relation with family and friends Some things will and some won’t go according to plan / intentions don’t matter and no exceptions for fellowman Life, as we perceive it, will not always seem fair / especially when ego uses drama’s fear to scare Pain of some consequence is part of life too / body and mind distressed with the aching loss of virtue People are not loving and loyal all the time / is a truth to be embraced, as we continue to climb To the heights of our spirit, we’ll echo passing on this light / of peaceful love in our hearts and hands to share this insight. 6/15/2009 tkrosevear Thanks for being here and creating an ECHO in my heart and life ♥
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Living the Magic
by tkrosevearA passion taught by mentors young and old / to appreciate the smallest things and the bold A fascinating vibrational field, a domain of…
IF YOU EVER DID BELIEVE… /
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2009 Acrylic on 140 lb. Watercolour paper 36×24” Meeting The Mad Woman was Featured in / Inspired by Life Group Oct 2009 This is the 7th painting of our series….A Tribute to Womanhood of a 40 painting, drawings, poems, stories / and our 2nd collaboration Anthea and Reynaldo It is a pleasure working with the Australian Beauty / Anthea Slade as she is a brilliant and talented artist, writer, poet. Meeting The Mad Woman She is nice / She is kind / She is subtle / She is compliant / She is nurturing / She loves so much / She is sweet… / Oh the feminine beauty we all know, / we all love. / That intrinsic beauty that / belongs to women, / we revel, we indulge, / we dance in the flame of softness. / So tender, so full of delight / I love this side of others and / self…the divine feminine. Women have throughout history been / iconized for their ability to nurture and build / relationships with family and friends, / rewarded, applauded and admired in fact. / But this is just one side of the story, / there is another that needs to be told… / and that is of the mad woman. For every hurt that hits her heart / For every disappointment that eats her soul / For every rejection that wounds her mind / For every heart ache that shreds her sensitivity / there needs to be an expression. For some women it comes out in tears / For others it comes in silence and disappearing / For others it comes out in bitchiness / or passive aggression that is mean. / Others become insecure and are / unable to be a sister to other women. / It comes by her dying inside and losing / touch with who she really is. / And others it comes out in illness, / losing confidence, / losing voice… But for some it comes out in rage, pure unadulterated anger. / Why is there such a fear of anger? / Is not anger the other side of love? / Is not anger a healthy, normal emotion that / makes the blood explode with fire? / Why is it many people cringe whenever they / see a woman expressing her anger? / Why do some people run from her? / Screaming she has gone hysterical, / crazy, god forbid insane! But no she is just angry. Passionate! / She is hurt and she has become angry. / Her pain is real. At that moment it is her truth. / It is a raw expression of her soul / Gasping to find breath, / it is her true voice finally finding expression. Anger is as valid as her sweetness and without / owning it she is just half a woman. / Jung referred to this as a shadow side. / Our less pretty side and it was his belief / we needed to embrace and integrate our shadow / side into ourself creating light and shade. / Yin/Yang? We need to dance with anger, / love her, hold her, embrace her with out fear / that we will be: abandoned, / rejected…left again. She is the wild part of our soul / that is screaming to find a voice. / She is the wild woman of passion and sexuality / that longs to dance and embrace every archetype within. In meeting the mad woman we engage the core self. / We chant to fire and burn with passion / as whole wild women. / After all isn’t anger…another view, another angle, / another lens of Passion? And is it not passion that attracts our lovers and / creates our art and yes above all makes our / heart start! Poem by Anthea Slade
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Done with a brush I made, and poem is anonymous. / /
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