Nov 21 2011

“Touched by an Angel”

Category: Angels,PoetrySeven @ 12:18 pm

Touched by an Angel - poem © Maya Angelou

Touched by an Angel - poem © Maya Angelou

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Aug 24 2011

On the Death of a Beloved

Category: Photos,PoetrySeven @ 11:40 pm



by John O’Donohue

Though we need to weep your loss,
You dwell in that safe place in our hearts,
Where no storm or might or pain can reach you.

Your love was like the dawn
Brightening over our lives
Awakening beneath the dark
A further adventure of colour.

The sound of your voice
Found for us
A new music
That brightened everything.

Whatever you enfolded in your gaze
Quickened in the joy of its being;
You placed smiles like flowers
On the altar of the heart.
Your mind always sparkled
With wonder at things.

Though your days here were brief,
Your spirit was live, awake, complete.

We look towards each other no longer
From the old distance of our names;
Now you dwell inside the rhythm of breath,
As close to us as we are to ourselves.

Though we cannot see you with outward eyes,
We know our soul’s gaze is upon your face,
Smiling back at us from within everything
To which we bring our best refinement.

Let us not look for you only in memory,
Where we would grow lonely without you.
You would want us to find you in presence,
Beside us when beauty brightens,
When kindness glows
And music echoes eternal tones.

When orchids brighten the earth,
Darkest winter has turned to spring;
May this dark grief flower with hope
In every heart that loves you.

May you continue to inspire us:

To enter each day with a generous heart.
To serve the call of courage and love
Until we see your beautiful face again
In that land where there is no more separation,
Where all tears will be wiped from our mind,
And where we will never lose you again.

...cut him out in little stars...

...cut him out in little stars...

When he shall die, take him and cut him out in little stars,
and he will make the face of heaven so fine
that all the world will be in love with night
and pay no worship to the garish sun.

-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

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{ Thanks to my friend Room Downstairs for combining the John O’Donohue poem with the perfect portrait of Michael  – Seven}

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Jun 24 2011


Category: Photos,PoetrySeven @ 11:50 pm



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May 03 2011

Queen of Peace

Category: Justice,Photos,PoetrySeven @ 2:51 am

'The Pieta' by Michaelangelo

'The Pieta' by Michaelangelo in the Great Mausoleum at Forest Lawn

The poem below was sent to me with the following note: “I wrote it for the trial and I hope that those outside the courthouse feel that God is with them.” I share it with the express permission of the author.

I hope all who are trudging this long and difficult road towards even a small amount of justice for Michael and towards some semblance of closure and peace within themselves regarding his death will find solace in it.

Heavenly Mother
who has promised peace
in this frightful world
when we believe in your
blessed perfection;
Hear us.

We beg you with penance and confidence:
Grant us peace now –
Peace raining from rough, metal skies –
Peace, full-bellied and generous –
Let us reap glory from pain and dread.
Hear us.

Help us to conquer evil.
Shelter us from malicious, baying hounds,
whose teeth, grind the truth to pulp;
from fear;
from hatred for the one we love;
and bring him justice.

Lift our hearts with your holiness.
Clear paths of amity among us.
Cure the infection of lies.
Pray for us.

Ask God to send down his grace
guiding us toward righteousness
so that in our passion
we do not offend Him
and to forgive our sins of battle.

Grant us virtues that we may fight
against the sinners
who trade in honest sweat,
betray the public trust,
consume the lamb for coin, and
kill the love of Jesus.

Thou shalt not kill –
but they have
killed in envy, vanity and greed;
God’s creation.

Call the Archangel Gabriel to do God’s word,
casting from His sight
these evildoers,
worshippers of silver and ruin
and hustlers of every description.

Our faith rests with you.
Grant justice to Michael, murdered by the milk
of cunning and treachery;
cheated of decades of laughter,
growing pains,
simple moon-shiny nights,
and the joy of his labor.

Free him from the echoes of false tongues.
Deliver him from this collage of confusion.
Save him from this labyrinth of destruction.

Pray for him, Mother.
Bless his soul with your inviolate mercy; and
Bless his children, whose birthright is trust and safety in the world,
with your soft and precious hands.

©2011, Francoise Henri


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Apr 25 2011

Stranger Beneath an Empty Sky

Category: Photos,PoetrySeven @ 9:23 pm

Dark Eyed Angel

Dark-Eyed Angel

The world seems an ugly place
without Michael.
Maybe it was always ugly
but his beauty outshone it all
even when I wasn’t noticing.

You don’t appreciate the warmth of the sun
or the beauty of the moon
until they fall out of the sky.
Both fell for me on June 25th, 2009.

I only turned away for awhile
then suddenly he was gone.
The guilt and regret are searing still
and at mid-life, I’m suddenly
a stranger here without him.

How can that be after all this time?
I can’t go back and do
what I didn’t when he was alive.
I can’t paste the sun back in the sky
and pretend it’s alright.

It could never be the same but
of course his energy is in the wind,
and too many coincidences
since then.

It’s a tough test, like hanging off a cliff
and I don’t think I’ll ever
learn to feel comfortable
with his absence.

Still he is opening consciousness,
subconscious – Being.
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© 2011 Seven Bowie

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