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Photographed by Karen Lee Eisenlord (c)2008  Please do not copy without permission.

 

 

Karen E Says...
I am much like the moon reflected on the water. When you look at my reflection, and I try to be a good person, you see yourself. Likewise, when I look at your reflection, and you try to be a good person, I see myself. Inspired by the Dalai Lama. 

 

 

 

Thought for the Day

 

   
The Four Noble Truths by the Lord Buddha
1-The Truth of Suffering 2-The Truth of Why We Suffer 3-The Truth of the End of Suffering 4-The Truth of Ending Suffering. The Dalai Lama ellaborates with the following; "First, one understands that one causes most of one's own suffering needlessly. Second, one looks for the reasons for this in one's own life. To look is to have confidence in one's own ability to end suffering. Finally, a wish arises to find a path to peace. All beings desire happiness. All wish to find their purer, truer selves".
I am not trying to convert anyone to anything. I am just sharing something that I find helpful to me in my life. I am eclectic in my religious/spiritual views. I do, however, have a profound respect for Buddha and his compassion. If I had been more aware of and taken these things more to heart when I was younger, my path may have been more peaceful.

  

  

More of My Photos

 

  •  Christmas - 2007
  • Valentine's Day, 2008
  •  Me with my son & daughter
  • Me in my studio - 2008

for fun:

I love reading and writing Poetry, painting and other forms of art and photography. I am a nature-lover, animal-lover and I enjoy hiking in mountains and observing the wild with non-intrusive respect.

 

my job:

I am a pediatric occupational practitioner that did early intervention for almost 20 years. I am focusing on writing, painting and helping run a support group. Also, I am developing a few websites.

 

favorite hot spots:

 

I enjoy many different foods and international cooking, although I am vegetarian and have some food allergies that I have to be careful about. I believe in eating healthy.

 

favorite things:

There is no limit to the music I enjoy, as long as it is tasteful. I enjoy exploring music from other countries and listening to many kinds of instruments, such as the didgeriedoo. I am fascinated by all forms of music. Music resonates with the soul.

 

last read:

Ayurvedic Healing, Merging with Siva, Gnostic Writings of the Soul, Loving Ganesh, The Bhagadvageda, Ramakrishna and Christ and Indian Legends

 

 

Philosophy is something that I pursue, having studied the philosophy of religion. I have studied sociology as well. I am fascinated by the pursuit of truth, but I have found that in seeking truth, that there is no ultimate or final answer.

 

my background:

 

 

I have been writing poetry since I was seven years old. Art, music and photography followed shortly thereafter. I come from a family of artists and musicians. My mother was an artist and a psychiatric social worker. Presently I am working on presenting an exhibit of her and my art; in honor of her (she passed away over 20 years ago).

 

I did some modeling and acting as a teen, but this was not my forte. I have a degree in social sciences and childhood development and education. Later I went back to become an Occupational Therapy Practitioner. I have also studied and taken courses in philosophy, art, writing and music. I play the paino, guitar, recorder and violin (out of practice!). Once in a while now, I pick up my guitar and recorder and the music flows!

 

I worked in the garment industry in my early 20's. A rough business!

My late husband and I ran a graphic arts and printing business for several years. I published several poems in anthologies and am currently publishing a book of poems of my own and completing a few novels, one that is autobiographical.

 

 

 

 

MY FAMILY HERE AT ALLPOETRY

 

My dear, sweet soul sister, Libithina  (Libby)

 

Fairy God-Daughter, SweetXDestiny

 

Sister, tawk  (Theresa)

 

My Neice, SilverWolf

 

 

A poem that Libby wrote for us;

 

 

Waves of Love

 

of soft balmy waves,

glistening under rays

from a warm beaming sun..

set in a clear blue sky..

soft warm sand trickles

between your toes

tickling waves lick your feet.

taste the salty air..

licking your lips..

as the warm balmy breeze

 brushes your cheek

and lifts your hair

rest awhile

gaze at the shimmering shale

and crystal waters

slender bubblling dance

breathe again

the warm refrain

a rainbow shell

is at your feet

shiny pearl

for you to keep

it is a gift

from the spirit of the sea,

the air, and the breeze

enjoy this gift

of hearts impart

take along when you depart

but please remember

any time

to come back..

right to the start

to refresh and unwind

anytime

you need to Be

anytime

you need to Be.. Free

in our place in the sun

 

With All of my Love Always Lib x xx x x

and to all your lovely family x

 

 

 

A POEM MY DEAR FAIRY GOD-DAUGHTER WROTE;

 

 

 

My AP angels


Are my mothers who I hold dearly
Each is like an emotion I hold in my heart
Without them I wouldn’t be whole
Or even alive

Through I have a few mothers
Each of them is as special to me as gems
And as different as the stars in the sky’s
Each unique , each one within themselves
Is their own person

You all know my mothers
They light up the sky
With their open hearts and minds
Their loving embraces
All I know is im lucky to have
So many that love me

To my mothers
Den, CJ, Jan, Jessica, kat, lissa, Karen
I love you so much
You are my angels
My guiding stars

 

 

 

A POEM THAT I WROTE FOR MY FAIRY GOD-DAUGHTER;

 

SweetXdestiny
It was our fate…
Two beings meet
In  cyberspace
Wounded souls
We rose from
The ashes…
In a world of
Our own design
A Fairy-Land
Where reality
Became what
we so inclined…

In this world
Of our creation
I am your Fairy
God-Mother
Trying to make
Some wishes
Come true…
And your
Well-being I
Watch over…

Proud to
Have you as
My Fairy God-
Daughter…
A beautiful,
Budding Poet
You are so
Wonderful
And special
My dearest
And I think
You already
Know it!

Copyright karen lee gilbert eisenlord
May 14, 2008

 

 

 

 

 

 

Demeter

 

 

Defeater of death, Mother of Spring

Evermore the womb of hope you bring

Mother of Nature, Goddess of the Grain

Every seed and tree within you reigns

Tender and caring to your beloved Cora

Endless sadness when she is taken  below

Reflecting in grief through the forsaken snow

 

 

 

 

By Karen L. Eisenlord (c) 2008

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Persephone 

 

 

Purity fresh and a delight to all

Eternal Spring before the Fall

Rare and radiant gentle Being

Suffering Winter in pain unseen

Endless beauty and hope renewed

Perfect flower always in bloom

Happiness renewed in your rebirth

Ongoing joy, pleasure and mirth

Never will one give up in life

Evermore you sooth the strife!

 

 

By Karen L. Eisenlord  (c) 2008

 

 

 

 

 

 

Picture of the poet, (that's me), in the mountains

 

 

 

 

 

 

  My Angel

Once when I was child of eight
I had a fantastic dream
Of a wonderful fate…
For it was unforgettable
in its beauty…
It was unbelievable…
In what it allowed me to see

I was sitting on a bench
In a graveyard crying,
dying trees all around me
In their death agony
they were sighing
And I felt very lost
And oh so all alone…
For there was no life
left anywhere
For me to know…

Alas, only the cold wind
Was all around me blowing
And an unseen Raven
Somewhere was cawing
Through the lifeless trees
Their sounds did scream…
As if in a death cry
Or so it seemed…

And I wept in the torment
Of my loneliness…
I lamented in the sorrow
Of my forelorness…
Filled with fear
At the death
I saw around me…
I buried my face
No longer wanting to see…

Then, there came a warm wind
That rushed asunder
And a gentle touch
Did I feel on my shoulder
Then, awe-stricken
I looked up to see her
A vision I had never fathomed
A love I had never felt before

Soft blue and piercing eyes
Reaching into infinity
Clear and peaceful
No end could I see
Skin translucent and fair
The sun was out shown
By the radiance of her hair

Wings that reached
To an unseen height
A gown of woven colors
That bore no earthly sight
The unconditional tenderness
Of Her Presence
I had never before known
And her whole being
Like all the stars
Together, shown

She sat down beside me
Gently placing my head
In her lap…
She stroked my hair
To take away the mishaps
And as feelings of trust
And faith overcame me
These unspoken words of
Truth she said to me

“Dear child, rid yourself
of your confusion
and your fears…
let the hope of my coming
dry away your tears…
Believe in the Divine
and know that there is a reason
though the purpose is unseen
your trust will have its season”

then she kissed my forehead
and left me sitting there
entranced by the reality
of her truth and her care
I wanted to follow her
And know where she went
By whom and by what
Was she sent?

And I followed her
I know not how or where
For I seemed to be floating
Without a fear…
She disappeared behind
These tall bushes of green
And I was afraid her presence
Had been but a dream

I peeked through the shrubs
And what came to my sight
Cannot be compared to
Any earthly beauty or delight
For there was a fountain
Which people partook of freely
A spring in which
All of humanity swam in
Unashamed and innocently

A hurt pierced me inside
As I realized I couldn’t stay
For I knew there was a price
Of living for me to pay
I went back from where I came
My life was still the same…
Except that the words of
My Angel would always be
And the truth of the vision
To comfort in times of misery
Karen Lee Gilbert Eisenlord 2007

Author notes

This really happened to me when I was eight years old. I have always carried this memory of the love and the promise that I was given. The recollection and reality of this always has and does help me through life and the many challenges that life presents. I look forward to one day crossing over to that beautiful vision of Paradise that I saw when my beloved Guardian Angel guided me there and I was allowed for a brief moment to see Heaven. This is the first time that I have shared this with anyone outside of my immediate family and a few very close friends. I offer this to you now, to give you hope that there is something more and a better place that awaits us all. Angels truly exist, there is a God and Paradise awaits us. Everything does happen for a reason in life.


I believe it to this day and have never lost faith in Her and the message of hope that She gave me.

 

 

 

PHOTOGRAPH BY KAREN EISENLORD - 2007

 

 

 

 

My love and May the Divine Bless all of You!

 

 

 

 

 

 

You are the Reason I Get Up in the Morning...

You are the reason
I get up in the morning...
Your soft golden, flowing hair
like sunlit sparkles in the air
Those whimsical, sweet eyes
of ocean blue...
All the seeking and loving
ways about you
The cuddly, warm pajamas
that you wear
Little endearing things
that show you care

That first cup of morning
tea between us...
The smiles, the glances
All the love and the fuss
You are the sunshine
that starts my day
...the reason that
I feel this way...
A change in season
Lulling tunes you  sing
For you are the reason
I get up in the morning

Cora and Karen

Author notes

This is a poem that my daughter and I wrote together for each other.

 

 

 

 

Maggie the elephant was just recently retired from her bondage at the zoo in Alaska to the Elephant Sancturary in California. Yes! Thanks to all of the efforts of animal rights advocates. Great job everyone! Now, if we can only put an end to the exploitation of other elephants in zoos, theme parks and circuses, that would be great. The ivory trade also needs to end and the elephant habitats preserved and protected. Please go to the sites below to sign a petitions for this effort. Thank you

 

http://www.thepetitionsite.com/petition/528128923

 

http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/help-billy-the-elephant-retire-from-the-la-zoo

 

 

STOP CHILD ABUSE WITH ZERO TOLERANCE!


My name is Chris

I am three,

My eyes are swollen

I cannot see,

I must be stupid

I must be bad,

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I werent ugly,

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I cant do a wrong

I cant speak at all

Or else im locked up

All day long.

When im awake im all alone

The house is dark

My folks arent home

When my mommy does come home

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe ill just get

One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Chariles bar.

I hear him curse

My name is called

I press myself

Against the wall

I try to hide

From his evil eyes

Im so afraid now

I starting to cry

He finds me weeping

Calls me ugly words,

He says its my fault

He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And run to the door

Hes already locked it

And i start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me

Against the hard wall

I fall to the floor

With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues

With more bad words spoken,

"Im sorry!", I scream

But its now much to late

His face has been twisted

Into a unimaginable shape

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

O please God, have mercy!

O please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door

While i lay there motionless

Brawled on the floor

My name is Chris

I am three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me

 

 

YOU CAN HELP PREVENT CHILD ABUSE. BE AWARE, BE INFORMED AND ABOVE ALL, CARE! DO NOT TURN A BLIND EYE. IT TAKES A COMMUNITY TO RAISE A CHILD! GO ON-LINE AND JOIN AN ORGANIZATION THAT IS WORKING TO STOP CHILD ABUSE. YOU CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE!

 

 

 Animals are a Part of Creation Too!

 

DO YOU KNOW THAT THERE IS A PROVEN LINK BETWEEN ANIMAL ABUSE AND DOMESTIC ABUSE? PEOPLE THAT ABUSE ANIMALS ARE MORE LIKELY TO ABUSE CHILDREN AND THEIR SPOUSES. THERE MUST BE ZERO TOLERANCE TOWARD ANY KIND OF ABUSE TOWARD ANY LIVING THING! 

 

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A girl and guy were speeding, on a motorcycle, over 90 mph on the road..
Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No, it’s not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
*Girl hugs him*
Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It’s bugging me.
(In the paper the next day)
A motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.
If you would ever do this for someone....then post this on your page asap!!



No aerial shooting of

wolves allowed. Not

under my domain! 

 

 

 

 

 

 Artemis

 

 

Athletic beauty of the forest

Rare talent that is well spent

Time with animals and the unborn

Eternal mother to all of the forlorn

Mistress of the moon and of the soul

Intimate knowledge for all to know

 

Sacred light of my life you show!

 

 

By Karen L. Eisenlord (c) 2008

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Ode To My Artemis


When the firmament dulls into dusk,

my beautiful Artemis takes her pedestal

to hunt the very shadow of my grief.

What temple shall I build you, my love?

In what style & design? With what ritual, ceremony

and belief?



Your herbs of love conceal these scars;

Artemis, who could tell, once upon a time

trauma had pierced through my flesh.

In gratitude have I surrendered myself-

accept me, or I shall grieve like every wound

were fresh.



When sorrow descends again as Hera

and challenges for another Trojan War,

Artemis, now I shall fight your woe.

My tribute shall rage in every duel,

warmth whisper in every arrow, and love echo in

every blow.



Will the soul suffice as sacrifice

or shall I conquer the horizon of mighty Olympus

and make an offering at your noble feet?

In your crescent moonlight, your smile

illuminated inspiration and showed me ecstasy

in defeat


Copyright, The Risen Sun
Gold Trophy Winner in My Contest on Greek Mythology and Tragedies...


Author notes

Dedicated to my saviour...to my own Artemis, the hunter who shot down my sorrows.


 SAVE THE TIGERS!   THE SPIRIT OF THE FORESTS!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Black Coffin (Danae Alive in Me)
10/7/06

It's the feeling of. . .
Two doves flying and one is shot down
The creases of lips
Unfurled in a frown
Samson's mighty body
Chained to a mill
A captive white rabbit,
Held against its will

This world extends to the edge of this box
This box, my home floating near jagged rocks
The sea, it carries away my black coffin
Black coffin, the home that I live in

The inkiness of the massive ocean
In living cadavers, lack of motion
The dank corners of the dungeon you're chained to
The sweat on your forehead when you don't know what to do
The smell of bile in the back of your throat
The sting of a knife when your back is a scapegoat

I'm floating away
Where is the day?
Alone in my shell
This slow, crawling, hell. . .

I'm floating away
Where is the day?
Alone in my shell
This slow. Crawling. Hell.

This world extends to the edge of this box
This box, my home floating near jagged rocks
The sea, it carries away my black coffin
Black coffin, the home that I live in

Waves crashing and no one's there to share
The sight of might; the beauty of the sea
Do you know what it's like?
(What it's like)
To be the last man on Earth?

This world extends to the edge of this box
This box, my home floating near jagged rocks
The sea, it carries away my black coffin
Black coffin, the home that I live in. . .

This world extends to the edge of this box
This box, my home floating near jagged rocks
The sea, it carries away my black coffin
Black coffin, the home that I live in. . .


By: © James Brush, (Dead Kennedy Rolls)
Silver Trophy Winner in My Contest on Greek Mythology and Tragedies...

                                 

  BAN IVORY TRADE FOR GOOD!    

 

 

 

Factory Farming. Stop the Brutality! Put and End to the Exploitation, the Pollution, and the Waste!


I feel very strongly about ending the disgraces of factory farming and its damage to our environment, and our health and morale.

Please sign my "Factory Farming. Stop the Brutality! Put and End to the Exploitation, the Pollution, and the Waste!" petition.


Go to; http://www.thepetitionsite.com/takeaction/386653241 or Google this in and you will be taken to the petition.

I also support and/or advocate for the following groups, causes and organizations:

Humane Farming Association

Union of Concerned Scientists

In Defense of Animals

People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals

Isurvive -for survivors from abuse

Defenders of Wildlife

Save the Children
and Feed the Children

Save Darfur

Save Tibet

PAWS and The Elephant Sanctuary in Tennessee (places where animals who have been exploited by the entertainment industry are retired to and live out the rest of their lives in peace and happiness...most recently an elephant from the Los Angeles Zoo) and then Maggie, from her miserable existence in the zoo in Alaska! We must all save Billy from his bondage at the Los Angeles Zoo.

 

 

 http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/help-billy-the-elephant-retire-from-the-la-zoo


http://www.thepetitionsite.com/petition/528128923

 


and many more...

 

 

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---|||---|||---someone
----\\\-///----you knew
-----\\///-----passed
------///\-----away because
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----/// \\\---Cancer

 

In Honor of my step-grandmother, who held a special love for me. She died of cancer when I was ten years old.

 

In Honor of my late husband, Bruce. He was my best friend! It's been three years since he died of cancer.

 

And my stepfather, Roy. Ours was a turmultuous journey, but I will always remember the goodness in you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • Candy6 on September 6
    Karen, Hi. There. Are you familar with the mental illness, such as the mild depression or Bipolar disorder or Schriphorenia. Pretty much all people who live in my low income has the mental illness....my God. I call it "Pine Creek, the nursing place because some people act like the little kids, and they need to grow up.
  • Nick B on August 31
    Karen i just want to thank you for the amazing words of kindness you gave to me months ago, it seems like forever now, but ive finally got through the dark hole i had been in for so long and you're right, everything does happen for a reason, no matter how hard it is, so thank you.

    ~Nick =)
  • brightXdarkness on August 23
    Hello there
  • SilverWolf on August 16
    "Your the reason I get up in the morning"
    I REALLY LIKE IT!!!!!!!

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