PAMELA JO BOWMAN – MESA AZ I love music. As a teenager I was introduced to Dan Fogelberg. His words touched me then and they still touch me today. On my favorite album, Homefree, there are many songs that ring true for me. Today I was reminded of the following haunting melody and stirring words. …

BY PAMELA JO BOWMAN – MESA, ARIZONA — This morning Wistie received word that three of her close friends were involved in an automobile accident on their way to California. One received head injuries, but is recovering, one is physically fine and is probably on his way home. The third friend will not be coming …

PAMELA JO BOWMAN – MESA ARIZONA – When I was in second grade I became Batman. My friend, Suzette, with her freckles and mousy brown hair became Robin, my sidekick. Admittedly, I was obsessed with the TV Series. So one Sunday, driving to my Uncle Don’s for yet another family get together, I visualized putting …

BY PAMELA JO BOWMAN – MESA ARIZONA – This poem touches my heart. It always has. Love’s Mendicant by Susan Mitchell What do I want of thee? No gift of smile or tear Nor casual company, But in still speech to me Only thy heart to hear. To know another person so intimately so that …

PAMELA BOWMAN – MESA, ARIZONA — I walked out of my house this morning for an early morning swim. I looked down at my feet as they walked and realized those were my feet. They seemed so unfamiliar. New wrinkles on my toes. And the conversation began…with myself. “It’s 2007.” “No, it couldn’t be. It …

PAMELA JO BOWMAN – MESA ARIZONA – My youngest daughter had a group “daddy-daughter” date the other night. It was a swimming party. She was excited to go. It reminded me of when I was little and had one with my Dad. It was always an evening that I looked forward to. While they were …

PAMELA JO BOWMAN – MESA ARIZONA – I heard a comment the other day. A thought provoking one for me. The concept of destiny as a prison. If we are destined to be someone or do something then there really aren’t any choices. What will be will be. Essentially we are imprisoned with whatever that …

PAMELA JO BOWMAN – MESA ARIZONA – A group of friends have agreed to write something every day. A thought, a poem, a journal entry. In the agreement, it doesn’t matter what it is as long as we write something. We are not hesitant to let each other know what we think about what we’re …

PAMELA JO BOWMAN – MESA ARIZONA Young tender hands rest gently on stretched sinews. Night falls, breath releases, stomach flutters. Sacred shelter shifts and swells. Constant steady rhythm silently quells. Nocturnal laying of hands, palms down. New moons wax and wan, touch sustains, Anxious hands slowly expand upward, outward. Restless. Persistent. Patience. Refrain. Feel the …

PAMELA JO BOWMAN – MESA ARIZONA – “Human beings are the only creatures on earth that allow their children to come back home.” — Bill Cosby. My son Ben comes home from Chile in two weeks. Technically, he has been gone for 25 months. It is time for a Ben hug. He has just the …