WOW the greatest of news, my first book, My Art Has Heart is now up for sale, ISBN 9781449035853
http://www.authorhouse.co.uk/Bookstore/ItemDetail.aspx?bookid=64231
http://www.amazon.com/Art-Has-Heart-Dawn-Davies/dp/144903585X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1262029123&sr=1-1
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Art-Has-Heart-Dawn-Davies/dp/144903585X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1262033014&sr=1-1
I am still in shock to have my own book of art offered to me, wow like a dream come true, dawnx
Monday, 28 December 2009
Wednesday, 4 November 2009
Yippee, My first book of art and poems will be out the 15th November, titled MY Art Has HEART by Dawn Davies hehe ISBN 9781449035853, "my book":http://www.authorhouse.co.uk/Bookstore/ItemDetail.aspx?bookid=64231
oh boy I am so excited I am driving my family mad and its so scary too hehe dawnx
oh boy I am so excited I am driving my family mad and its so scary too hehe dawnx
Monday, 31 August 2009
Challenge to be a Unicorn
A Challenge To Be A Unicorn
Dawn Davies
All unicorns have to undertake a challenge before they get their golden horns, and it’s not an easy task to undertake. First, on earth, they have to spend a time being a true living horse. They can be either someone’s pet, a Police horse, a free and wild horse, or a working horse, and of any breed or any colour coat. To become a unicorn they have to earn golden stars for special deeds and be truly loved. For each good deed another star is added but it takes them all their lifetime to earn their golden stars. When one of these very special horses becomes a unicorn, they go through a change. They become young again and their tails and manes become so long and fine, and they leave a trail of stardust wherever they go, but they cannot ever be seen again by anyone. The only time one may be seen is if they gallop in and out of someone’s dream, so remember, unicorns do exist but only in our dreams.
Now here is a story of one such horse. She was a wee little thing when her mother gave birth to her on the farm where they lived. This farm bred racehorses, and the owner of these horses obviously needed fast and fleet-footed horses to win him some races. He was so disappointed with this little filly but loved her look, pure white she was and her muscle tone was just perfect, and in some light she nearly glowed, and her shadows were blues and lavenders, in fact she was perfect in every way except size. He used to call her his perfect pretty, and named her Grace. Over time she grew some, and became swift and strong but still oh so tiny, but just perfect for this farmer’s children to ride. She was gentle and good natured and seemed to know instinctively what to do, which helped the young riders to feel safe and of course without her knowing it, she earned herself her many golden stars, and she was told she was loved so many times.
One day a new stallion was introduced to the farm, a big boisterous stallion. His coat was black as night. He was called Jake. He truly was a beauty, but also could be mean at times, and the stable lads had a hard job to settle him and he was causing all sorts of problems. None of the other mares would let him go near them and in fact people too were becoming afraid.
One day our little filly was out in the field with the farmer’s two young children. She had given them both a ride and now it was her grooming time, a time the children loved, and of course she ended up by the end with even more little gold stars. Jake broke loose and galloped out from his stable and into the yard. He jumped a few fences to get to the fields, and ended up coming into the field where the children and Grace were. The kids knew Jake, and how bad he could be and were very afraid. They tried to hide behind Grace, and Grace being such a smart horse, sensed Jake was going to maybe harm her charges, whom she too loved so much. She stood her ground keeping herself between the
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children and Jake and was stamping her tiny feet to keep him at bay. He took no notice of this at first and started stamping the ground too, and each move he made he got nearer and nearer to Grace and the two very frightened children. When Jake got far too near, Grace reared up on her hind legs and whinnied a call to warn him away.
As this was going on and back at the stable yard, everyone was looking for the runaway horse and from a distance the farmer spotted where his children were, and could hear Grace’s angry calls. He could see what was happening. He could see Grace standing up to this big black stallion even though she was in fact half the size of Jake, and as the farmer ran to save his children, in his haste he tripped over and hurt his ankle. As he got up without taking his eyes off the scene in front of him, Grace was still there, holding back this big black horse.
Then the next moment Grace charged at Jake and took him by surprise, and startled him so much he turned around and galloped away, but Grace was so mad at him that she gave chase and galloped away after him, her mane and tail flowing in the wind. No way did the farmer think his little pretty would ever catch this fast big horse, but to his surprise she did catch him and she also kept pace, nipping at his rump many times as if scolding him. Jake was squealing as he ran. After a full circuit around the field, Jake came skidding to a halt and bowed his head, panting and snorting. Then Grace stopped too and with a toss of her beautiful head and a few snorts, turned around and cantered back towards the children with her little head held high. By then the farmer had got to his two frightened children. Boy, Grace sure earned some stars that day. Afterwards Jake was very well behaved and very calm, but only if he could see Grace in the distance.
Many happy years later, Grace’s time here was over. She was still so beautiful in her last sleep, and was missed by everyone who knew her, but left happy memories behind her. She earned so many golden stars throughout her happy life, and now has her golden horn. She now gallops in and out of peoples dreams, as the beautiful unicorn she has become.
So don’t be sad, she’s still around, because as you know, as a unicorn she still exists, but only in our dreams.
End
Dawn Davies
All unicorns have to undertake a challenge before they get their golden horns, and it’s not an easy task to undertake. First, on earth, they have to spend a time being a true living horse. They can be either someone’s pet, a Police horse, a free and wild horse, or a working horse, and of any breed or any colour coat. To become a unicorn they have to earn golden stars for special deeds and be truly loved. For each good deed another star is added but it takes them all their lifetime to earn their golden stars. When one of these very special horses becomes a unicorn, they go through a change. They become young again and their tails and manes become so long and fine, and they leave a trail of stardust wherever they go, but they cannot ever be seen again by anyone. The only time one may be seen is if they gallop in and out of someone’s dream, so remember, unicorns do exist but only in our dreams.
Now here is a story of one such horse. She was a wee little thing when her mother gave birth to her on the farm where they lived. This farm bred racehorses, and the owner of these horses obviously needed fast and fleet-footed horses to win him some races. He was so disappointed with this little filly but loved her look, pure white she was and her muscle tone was just perfect, and in some light she nearly glowed, and her shadows were blues and lavenders, in fact she was perfect in every way except size. He used to call her his perfect pretty, and named her Grace. Over time she grew some, and became swift and strong but still oh so tiny, but just perfect for this farmer’s children to ride. She was gentle and good natured and seemed to know instinctively what to do, which helped the young riders to feel safe and of course without her knowing it, she earned herself her many golden stars, and she was told she was loved so many times.
One day a new stallion was introduced to the farm, a big boisterous stallion. His coat was black as night. He was called Jake. He truly was a beauty, but also could be mean at times, and the stable lads had a hard job to settle him and he was causing all sorts of problems. None of the other mares would let him go near them and in fact people too were becoming afraid.
One day our little filly was out in the field with the farmer’s two young children. She had given them both a ride and now it was her grooming time, a time the children loved, and of course she ended up by the end with even more little gold stars. Jake broke loose and galloped out from his stable and into the yard. He jumped a few fences to get to the fields, and ended up coming into the field where the children and Grace were. The kids knew Jake, and how bad he could be and were very afraid. They tried to hide behind Grace, and Grace being such a smart horse, sensed Jake was going to maybe harm her charges, whom she too loved so much. She stood her ground keeping herself between the
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children and Jake and was stamping her tiny feet to keep him at bay. He took no notice of this at first and started stamping the ground too, and each move he made he got nearer and nearer to Grace and the two very frightened children. When Jake got far too near, Grace reared up on her hind legs and whinnied a call to warn him away.
As this was going on and back at the stable yard, everyone was looking for the runaway horse and from a distance the farmer spotted where his children were, and could hear Grace’s angry calls. He could see what was happening. He could see Grace standing up to this big black stallion even though she was in fact half the size of Jake, and as the farmer ran to save his children, in his haste he tripped over and hurt his ankle. As he got up without taking his eyes off the scene in front of him, Grace was still there, holding back this big black horse.
Then the next moment Grace charged at Jake and took him by surprise, and startled him so much he turned around and galloped away, but Grace was so mad at him that she gave chase and galloped away after him, her mane and tail flowing in the wind. No way did the farmer think his little pretty would ever catch this fast big horse, but to his surprise she did catch him and she also kept pace, nipping at his rump many times as if scolding him. Jake was squealing as he ran. After a full circuit around the field, Jake came skidding to a halt and bowed his head, panting and snorting. Then Grace stopped too and with a toss of her beautiful head and a few snorts, turned around and cantered back towards the children with her little head held high. By then the farmer had got to his two frightened children. Boy, Grace sure earned some stars that day. Afterwards Jake was very well behaved and very calm, but only if he could see Grace in the distance.
Many happy years later, Grace’s time here was over. She was still so beautiful in her last sleep, and was missed by everyone who knew her, but left happy memories behind her. She earned so many golden stars throughout her happy life, and now has her golden horn. She now gallops in and out of peoples dreams, as the beautiful unicorn she has become.
So don’t be sad, she’s still around, because as you know, as a unicorn she still exists, but only in our dreams.
End
Tuesday, 30 June 2009
Buttercurl Wave
Buttercurl Wave
Waves are crashing,
They feel so high,
When you ride them,
You almost fly,
The perfect wave,
For a surfer’s ride,
Out of nowhere,
It can’t hide.
Waves are crashing,
They feel so high,
When you ride them,
You almost fly,
The perfect wave,
For a surfer’s ride,
Out of nowhere,
It can’t hide.
An Ode to a Toad
An Ode to a Toad.
An Ode to a toad,
Who really was out of mode,
Never did he follow the code,
Green all the other are,
But he is mauve,
And in the right light,
He really glows.
An Ode to a toad,
Who really was out of mode,
Never did he follow the code,
Green all the other are,
But he is mauve,
And in the right light,
He really glows.
Night Tiger
Night Tiger.
Tiger with your eyes so bright,
He can see well into the night,
What does he do until morning light,
Don’t be there, he'll give you a fright.
Tiger with his story to be told,
What makes his stance so very bold,
They took his land, he tries to hold,
To him his land is worth more than gold.
Tiger with such golden hair,
What would we do if you were not there,
Stories untold of your Tiger's lair,
We want your history to always be there.
Tiger so fast, please don’t blink,
These wonders of god, are on the brink,
We don’t want humanity, to loose this link,
For then us humans, would really stink.
So come on you guys, pick up the fight,
We don’t want the tiger's to face this plight,
So come let's use our might,
To let these tiger's have back the night.
Tiger with your eyes so bright,
He can see well into the night,
What does he do until morning light,
Don’t be there, he'll give you a fright.
Tiger with his story to be told,
What makes his stance so very bold,
They took his land, he tries to hold,
To him his land is worth more than gold.
Tiger with such golden hair,
What would we do if you were not there,
Stories untold of your Tiger's lair,
We want your history to always be there.
Tiger so fast, please don’t blink,
These wonders of god, are on the brink,
We don’t want humanity, to loose this link,
For then us humans, would really stink.
So come on you guys, pick up the fight,
We don’t want the tiger's to face this plight,
So come let's use our might,
To let these tiger's have back the night.
Dreamer
Dreamer
A Horse of dreams, can always be seen,
Flaring their nostrils, and chasing the wind.
Jumping over fences, or running through a stream,
Up on their hind legs, punching the air,
But always with such long beautiful hair.
A Horse of dreams, can always be seen,
Flaring their nostrils, and chasing the wind.
Jumping over fences, or running through a stream,
Up on their hind legs, punching the air,
But always with such long beautiful hair.
Dawns pictures and poemsAll images and writings on my Blog are Copyright © 2009 Dawn Davies
Dolphin Trio
We three dolphins swimming along,
Splashing around having fun,
We glide through the water,
So carefree and young,
Spending the day,
Following the sun.
We three dolphins swimming along,
Splashing around having fun,
We glide through the water,
So carefree and young,
Spending the day,
Following the sun.
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