Deborah Downes Biography

Plastic Jesus on dashboards and in celluloids
Expressionless face mouthing great wisdom in monotone
Hanging from a cross of suffering as though in peaceful slumber
His heart and soul of passion displayed without emotion
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Amid the rubble of crumbling concrete
a seed, unwittingly sown, sends its tender shoots
pushing toward love’s light.
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I saw a little boy with his mother today....
bright-eyed and rosy, playful to intently curious.

I saw a mother with her little boy today....
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Evil, like a virus, cannot survive outside the living
It does not dwell in the dark places of legend
but in the dark spaces of the mind.
And when the opportune moment arises
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Down the day and down my mood
Time passed away but not to good
I walked and wandered, no where to go
I sought and searched, no one to know
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