Ariadne’s Notes:
The World Poetry Café was honoured once again to celebrate the talented Deborah L. Kelly and present her new powerful activist book Cry of Humanity, Silverbowpublishing.com, 2017 This book still retains the magic and hope of her previous books while meeting world difficulties head on. A must read book available, locally and internationally which can be purchased through the publisher at http://silverbowpublishing.com/
In addition, music by Pancho and Sal and Susan Cogan as well as an excerpt from Creativity Rocks and one of Sharon’s entertaining Big Bessie short stories read by the wonderful voice of our tech Victor Schwartzman.
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Deborah L.Kelly is an award winning Poet, who Features regularly throughout the Lower Mainland. She is the author of three published books of poetry, and is currently working on her fourth. Her work has been published in India, Uzbekistan and other countries as well.
Deborah’s work takes us into the duality of spirit and mortality; exploring the mysteries of humanity and Divinity. As a poet, I feel it a part of my purpose to inspire and uplift others around me.
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Website: www.poetrybydeborah.com Member: Royal City Literary Arts Society (RCLAS) World Poetry Canada North Shore Writer’s Association
Author: Through My Eyes, Silverbowpublishing.com, 2015 Spirit Song, Xpresspublications.com, India, 2015, India orders: Amazon.in; International: xpresspublications.com Heartworks, Silverbowpublishing.com , 2016 Cry of Humanity, Silverbowpublishing.com, 2017
Awards: Fourth Place Winner, Rabindranath Tagore International Poetry Competition, 2015, India; Honorable Mention 2016, IndiaShortlisted, Vancovuer Rabindranath Tagore Poetry Competition, Honorable Mention 2016 Recipient, (WIN), Distinguished Poet Award, 2016 Winner, Bharat International Short Story Awards, 2017
Whatever you can do, or dream you can, BEGIN IT. Boldness has GENIUS, POWER, and MAGIC in it. ~ Goethe ~
Beginning; The End
In the continual flow
of lifes spiral,
we see ourselves
reflected in the light
of cosmic ether:
glowing, pure, immortal.
Though our mortal bodies
die, there is no death.
Passing between worlds
with the light speed
of soul ~ tis then we are whole.
Mortal vessel, unable
to transcend, must be
left behind, will never mend.
The beginning, is always
found at the end.
Deborah L. Kelly (C) All rights reserved by the author.