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In Defense of Freedom

Posted in Photography with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 12, 2012 by allisonlabine

There are soldiers that defend freedom and those who take it away. Thank you to all our veterans who fought for the lives of people they never knew. Thank you to the men and women who stand ready to defend our nation at a moment’s notice.

Holocaust Memorial
Jewish Ghetto, Venice, Italy
Photo by: Allison LaBine

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Memorial Day: Gratitude

Posted in Shared Inspiration with tags , , , , , , , , , on May 28, 2012 by allisonlabine

 

You are home, and you are free.

 

 

Thank you to all the brave soldiers who have ever fought and died for our freedom. May our servicemen only ever be called upon when it’s absolutely necessary.

Photo by Mac Stone
http://www.macstonephoto.com

Reflections of Freedom

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 30, 2012 by allisonlabine

Waves beat at the concrete cage,
Hissing –
You are my prisoner,
Through each age.

A seagull swooped down and called,
You have no voice.
You are frozen to this spot white tower;
In what world did you have a choice?

Fog choked.  Ice cracked.
The sun’s flames
Ceaselessly scorched.
Ships passed and
Sailors turned,
Even the moon’s silhouette burned.

Still,
The tower stood,
Separate and alone;
A thousand days
Blurring into one long night,
Silence –
Echoing in hollow bone.

Hear me,
Hear my voice,
Tell me I am not alone.
My ache was a whisper,
Before a hushed cry,
Now – a raging, burning tome.

Alone?
You are nothing but alone,
The wind screeched and moaned.

You will not speak,
Hold your tongue,
Your empty
Words, I steal.
They will stay down
Deep inside
Buried,
Quiet and unreal.

And now no more,
Your heart has slowed,
Your faint call falls on
Deaf ears.
Close your eyes,
And go to sleep,
You are not needed here.

But something heard,
Something felt,
The wake of life above.
And reached out,
Reached up,
With sweeping arms of hope.

The gull envies you for the
Heights you have climbed;
The wind and waves for your
Strength.
But your cage –
The one you have always known
Has been no one’s, but your own.

Bars built from your fear, and
Darkness reaching from your past,
Take down those walls, and
Dream –

You will be free at last.

-Allison LaBine

Photograph by Allison LaBine; Burano, Italy