[bizi]

Just add your poems or prose or musings or songs what ever artistic leanings that you want to share here.
bizi

Don't Expect Applause
And yet, wouldn't it be welcome
at the end of each ordinary day?
The audience could be small,
the theater modest. folding chairs
in a church basement would do.
Just a short earnest burst of applause
that you got up that morning
and, one way or another,
made it through the day.

You soaped up in the steaming
shower, drank your Starbucks
in the car, and let the guy with the
Windex wipe your windshield
during the long red light at Broad Street.
Or maybe you were that guy,
not daring to light up
while you stood there because
everyone's so down on smoke these days.

Or you kissed your wife
as she hurried out the door, even though
you were pretty sure she was
meeting her lover at the Flamingo Motel,
even though you wanted to grab her
by a hank of her sleek hair.

Maybe your son's in jail.
Your daughter's stopped eating.
And your husband's still dead
this morning, just like he was
yesterday and the day before that.
And yet you put on your shoes
and take a walk, and when a neighbor
says Good morning, you say
Good morning back.

Would a round of applause be amiss?
Even if you weren't good.
If you yelled at your kid,
poisoned the ants, drank too much
and said that really stupid thing
you promised yourself you wouldn't say.
Even if you don't deserve it.

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by Ellen Bass The Human Line

[DiMarie]

Love this song,

ALAN JACKSON LYRICS

"Sissy's Song"

Why did she have to go
So young I just don't know why
Things happen half the time
Without reason without rhyme
Lovely, sweet young woman
Daughter, wife and mother
Makes no sense to me
I just have to believe

She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me

Loved ones she left behind
Just trying to survive
And understand the why
Feeling so lost inside
Anger shot straight at God
Then asking for His love
Empty with disbelief
Just hoping that maybe

She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me

It's hard to say goodbye
Her picture in my mind
They'll always be of times I'll cherish
And I won't cry 'cause

She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
Don't worry 'bout me

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[butterfly11]

Heard this one on the radio & it reminded me of my friend who went to be with the Lord.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Y2icHOgC5U

"Over You" - by Miranda Lambert

Weather man said it’s gonna snow
By now I should be used to the cold
Mid-February shouldn’t be so scary
It was only December
I still remember the presents, the tree, you and me

But you went away
How dare you?
I miss you
They say I’ll be OK
But I’m not going to ever get over you

Living alone here in this place
I think of you, and I’m not afraid
Your favorite records make me feel better
Cause you sing along
With every song
I know you didn’t mean to give them to me

But you went away
How dare you?
I miss you
They say I’ll be OK
But I’m not going to ever get over you

It really sinks in, you know, when I see it in stone

Cause you went away,
How dare you?
I miss you
They say I’ll be OK
But I’m not going to ever get over you

[Mari]

The Allman Brothers Band - Blue Sky

Walk along the river, sweet lullaby, it just keeps on flowing,
It don’t worry ’bout where it’s going, no, no.
Don’t fly, mister blue bird, I’m just walking down the road,
Early morning sunshine tells me all I need to know.

Chorus
You’re my blue sky, you’re my sunny day.
Lord, you know it makes me high when you turn your love my way,
Turn your love my way, yeah.

Good old Sunday morning, bells are ringing everywhere.
Going to Carolina, it won’t be long and I’ll be there.

Chorus

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DEC5s3nzVzo

[bizi]

Iris
Goddess of Healing
A gift from the Universe
Unfolding
I breathe in your essence
That is heaven scent
I gaze in wonder
At your glory that glows
A living rainbow
In all the colors of the Chakras
I open my body, mind, and spirit
To your healing embrace
You gently flow
Into my heart
And love grows
Unfolding
Inside my soul.

Goddess Of Healing prose and digital art by Carol Cavalaris©

[BlueMajo]

Oh I love this thread !!!

[DiMarie]

Originally Posted by BlueMajo

Oh I love this thread !!!

Me too. Blue, stop by just to look for more!
Good to see you!
Di

[Mari]

A Poem by Louise Hay


In the infinity of life where I am, all is perfect,
whole and complete, and yet life is ever changing.
There is no beginning and no end,
only a constant cycling and recycling
of substance and experiences.
Life is never stuck or static or stale,
for each moment is ever new and fresh.
I am one with the very Power that created me,
and this Power

has given me the power to create my own circumstances.
I rejoice in the knowledge that I have the power
of my own mind to use in any way I choose.
Every moment of life is a new beginning point
as we move from the old.
This moment is a new point
of beginning for me right here and right now.
All is well in my world.

[bizi]

I love this!

[Pamster]

I wrote this in October of 1990:

Kindness Never Fades

Life is full of stages.
Infancy, childhood and teenage.
Becoming an adult.
Steering clear of cults.
Learning where you fit in.
Keeping clear of beer and gin.
Learning what not to smoke.
And when to laugh at jokes.
Learning to be kind to others.
Learning how to be the best lover.
Picking out your kind of clothes.
Taking care of yourself from head to toes.
Remembering life is very short.
Trying not to end yours in court.
Life is for living so live it full.
Everyone's life should be wonderful.
Remember death comes for us all.
No matter how we try to stall.
So enjoy the Earth in all its' grace.
To each person you greet wear a smile on your face.
It could brighten their day.
And the memory of kindness never fades.

And this one I wrote in middle school when I brought home our lovely siamese kitten who lived to the ripe old age of 23 called:

The Cuddly Con Artist

If I open this can.
Then by me you'll stand.
Patiently waiting.
Your hopes inflating.
You beg & plead.
For me to feed.
My kitty cat so dear.
My kitty who's so insincere.
You lay on my bed.
After being fed.
Begging to be scratched.
Then to have the door unlatched.
I love you & you love me.
My cute Siamese kitty with eyes like the sea.
You are a con artist that is for sure.
You can get what you want with just a purr.
It's nice to have a cat around.
Especially my cat, who I was lucky to have found.

Hope you liked them!