Tag Archive | poetry
THE DAWN SINGERS
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
After all these collisions with the abrupt license to write these dreamy plagiarisms as if words belonged to a mouth the month of poetry became a lifetime of habit, a sport of inarticulate genius of hope strewn in museums blue transparent halls of journals I still mutter quietly spells for…
RonovanWrites Weekly Wordless Haiku #1Rewind
Originally posted on ronovanwrites:
I have to say that the First Weekly Wordless Haiku Challenge went fairly well. Those that participated did great jobs. They had a lot more fun with it and actually I believe did a better job than I did with mine. I’ll get better. REWIND #1 Click the site names to…
She watches the boat on the river
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
This is my promotion weekend and I’ve been having fun tweeting spoof endorsements of my books. On a more traditional note, here’s a poem from the final book of the series, Beyond the Realm of Night. The wind on the river has blown you away And your little white…
Echoing Through Time
Originally posted on A Blog Less Traveled:
Lost Voices Blood red poppies grow In memory of lost voices Gone but never silent A mournful melody Echoing through time © Shawn D. Standfast, 2014. All Rights reserved Image found on the Internet
Wet Sunday haikus
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
Japanese boy girl Fragile shoots of the same tree Pale exotic blooms Walking through the town to the drumming beat of rain on black dustbin lids ©Basher Eyre
mars circa 2092
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
between arms of sand and idols of soul the pioneers had no place to come together like a pre-dawn era of a Martian humanity global warming was stranger than fiction for earth her oceans as snap-shots of an ancient woman raped the women of Mars were different violently passionate for…
history of man
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
If man is dust those who go through plains are men if woman is jewel those who visit unanimous beauty are women so fond of travelling so fond of creating i did not drink plenitude in vacuity i only witnessed it there a while, until my bones melted like popular…
cosmos osmosis
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
i want to go beyond the ordinary moments scatter themselves like a dream that never truly wakes i have slept the dream of stones and premonition for the light the magic reflections that resurrect i have been endlessly falling since my own birth, i can hear whispers from the house…
poetry makes the private world public…Allen Ginsberg Quotes for writers (and people who like quotes)
Originally posted on BRIDGET WHELAN writer:
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It’s that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that’s what the poet does. ― Allen Ginsberg http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poet/allen-ginsberg
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