My heart hurts
By Dakota Cowan
My heart hurts.
My heart hurts in ways i can not put into words
My mind weighs out every positive, to a negative.
My heart hurts when I look in the mirror. Not because I do not like what I see. But because why I see it
My heart hurts when I smell dinner creep up the stairs, because it smells amazing. But when it comes time to eat it, I'm not hungry.
My heart hurts when I step onto the scale, not because I am overweight, but simply the fact eating has become a chore.
A chore I put aside until my body physically needs it.
The five numbers on the scale are rapidly decreasing, almost as fast as my happiness.
9 months ago, I had a goal weight that I knew I would be thrilled to be at. I would be satisfied.
9 months later I have passed that goal weight, and it simply just isn't enough.
Working out was once a chore I hated to do, but its the only thing i can do to get my thoughts silent.
I keep telling myself i am getting better, but the only thing i am getting better at is getting use to the numbness that controls my world.
Mystery Boy
By Dakota Cowan
My mom always warned me about the different types of boys.
The ones not to fall in love with.
The typical party goers
The high school jock
The class clowns
The stoner boys
You name it, she warned me about them.
She warned me about all of them but one.
You.
The mystery boy.
How come she did not warn me about you?
Was it because she knew out of all the different types of heart break, yours would be the worst?
Did she know if she warned me about you it would make me want you even more?
I mean I get it, I definitely learned the hard way with a few of my relationships.
But those were predictable heartbreaks.
You, you came in subtle.
Quiet.
Knew the right words to say, and when to say them
You let your actions speak more than you ever have.
You are unpredictable
Maybe that is why I am drawn to you.
Maybe in the end it was not the romance novels I was truly interested in
Maybe it was the mystery ones.
Battle between the heart an mind
By Dakota Cowan
My heart lies awake yarning for you
Every sleepless night she finds something new
To hold onto like glue
You linger through my mind as slow as a slug
All he has to say is your nothing but a drug
I hide my confusion with a slight smug
Knowing I'm hiding my tears under the rug
This war is going to end with blood
With both sides, drowning in the flood
My heart rejoices, knowing after the flood-
The flowers will again began to bud
My mind argues saying there will be nothing but damage
So far he has the advantage
Because in the end there is no way i can manage
I am scared to carry the baggage
What the heart doesn't know
There is no way to grow
When the war is over with just a simple blow
Somehow she hold onto the moons soft glow
Convincing herself this is nothing but a show
My mind fights because of fear
With the idea this will all disappear
He puts his best men forward ready in gear
Without the idea the heart will interfere
She fights because she knows what's right
She looks at the light
With excite
She's fighting with all her might
I am not angry
By Dakota Cowan
the silent screams my heart cried out when you broke me.
the tears stuffed in my back pocket, dripped down my jeans,
knowing you had my heart in your hands
you continued to crush it,
my thoughts were growing louder as my voice went silent.
to you it was nothing more than a moment.
to me it was all the memories we created disappearing.
shattered into a million pieces, you tried putting it back together.
but my silences turned into walls
walls you could no longer get through.
I'm not angry, I'm naive.
for thinking the love i had for you
you had for me
BY: CAROLYN COWAN
2019 is a year to build endurance. When you reach the limit
and feel you can't go on, go a little further. It will build inner
strength and perseverance.
As an offering to the world this year make a pilgrimage of peace. Walk on the earth spreading love to all those who are near you.
The joy of this year rests on the state of your mind. Place it first in
your soul then descend it to your heart and finally in your body.
Then put it into action !
Remember, a thought becomes a feeling an emotion a desire then it finally crystalizes into an impulse leading into action.
When patience runs out, extreme insanity walks in
When tolerance is broken, madness rules
Ask yourself, ‘is it a madman or a master piloting my ship?’
I PRAY IT IS THE MASTER THAT HOLDS YOUR MAST
PUT FAITH IN YOUR HEART & HOLD ON STEADFAST.
Dec 31, 2018
Here's A Poem That My Mom And I Did Together.
Fun In The Sun
Romping in the grass with all abound.
Full of mischief and plenty to go around.
We tug and we play, and wrestle to the ground.
Leaping and jumping, splashing all around.
Leaving our care givers laughing on the ground.
Digging to escape our outdoor pin of fun.
Watching our care givers jump up and run.
As they pick us up and put us in our pen to play.
We do it again two to three times a day.
Splashing in the pool, swimming and diving, having lots of fun.
Bopping, popping, hopping and running all around.
Dooking, chirping, and clucking all in play.
Wrestling and tugging creating joyous sounds.
The time to go in has come around.
As we are all tired and have slowed down.
We are all cranky and dozing off.
As we will continue playing in our sleep.
by Mary McDonald
&
Beth Cowan
In loving tribute to my two pet ferrets Einstein & Dixie and my mother Beth Cowan.
It means the world to me,
To have a friend like you.
Your there for me through the smiles
and the tears too.
I feel like I’ve known you my whole life,
For you are more of a sister then a friend.
We will be there for each other,
Until the world ends.
I love having you in my life,
And I know I always will.
We’re there for each other,
Through every sorrow and thrill.
You are the best friend a girl could have,
And I’m lucky that you’re mine.
They say when two souls are meant to be,
Their hearts will aline.
Well when I first met you,
I knew we were meant to be friends.
Meant to share our experiences,
And to you, my heart extends.
All I wish for,
Is for you to always be there for me.
And when it comes to my heart,
My best friend will always hold the master key.
It means the world to me,
To have a friend like you.
Your there for me through the smiles
and the tears too.
I feel like I’ve known you my whole life,
For you are more of a sister then a friend.
We will be there for each other,
Until the world ends.
By Sierra Cowan
Note: **For Paula Swanson's contest Friendship**
Sierra
Aunt, daughter, friend, student
Sister of Robin, Dustin, Kyle, and Wyatt
Lover of creativity, writing, and reading
Who feels happiness, love, friendship
Who fears death, spiders, and failure
Who would like to see Ireland, Greece, and Italy
Resident of Erin, Ontario
Cowan
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