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Poetry Challenge: Flexin’ Tomorrow & Beyond

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February 24, 2012
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Flexin’: Tomorrow & Beyond We’re Flexin’ the concept of time. We are in constant streams of reflection. We reflect upon the past, the “old road” and where we have been. Usually when we reflect upon those old roads we come across “new roads”, the roads we think and hope we should be on; the road where we collide with our destiny and vision the world around us. We imagine...
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A Poet’s Release: Thoughts From An Empty Page

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February 1, 2012
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  “Experience is the name every one gives to their mistakes.” ~ Oscar Wilde   As we write, we express and as we express we teach. Not everyone out there understands the heart of a poet or even breathes the same air but I believe a passion is felt even when the definition of feeling is not understood. I was reading an older poem by one of our members...
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Poetry Challenge: Incredibility – Those “Ready” Feelings”

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January 19, 2012
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INCREDIBILITY Those “Ready” Feelings    “Never be sad for what is over, just be glad that is was once yours.”  “Relationships are like glass.  Sometimes it’s better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together.”              I still remember those first feelings of being in love.  The moment captures you and all you can think about is that special someone.  But I also remember...
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Dark Poetry Explosion: Affairs Of The Heart

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January 17, 2012
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Welcome to the Dark Poetry Explosion with Valentine’s Day quickly approaching what better topic to explore than being the other woman or man.  Before you turn away, just think…some of you may have found yourselves involved with a married man or woman.  Maybe it wasn’t intentional, and by the time you found out the truth, you were already lost in love.  Maybe some are generally unhappy… but ask yourself...
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Poetry Challenge: A New “Beat” In Poetry

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January 17, 2012
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“The so-called Beat Generation was a whole bunch of people, of all different nationalities, who came to the conclusion that society sucked.” — Amiri Baraka Every generation has a movement and every decade starts a revolution and in poetry every century speaks a new language of expression. Who would’ve thought classic poets such as Walt Whitman, William Blake and Henry David Thoreau would influence a new definition of American...
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My Love Poetry by Andrew Vassell

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April 2, 2012
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My Love Poetry     As she hides within me, buried beneath the root of my heart, expressed through the intimacy of my every thoughts. You understands the joys I feel and you fulfills me immensely, oh poetry.   Poetry it’s easy to love you and I’ll answer when they ask what inspires me to write you. Daily I share you because my pride just wants to show you to the world because poetry you’re my cure, it’s you I adore. Poetry you are my life experiences, you are...
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Your Vessel by Orlando Murcia

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March 19, 2012
The_window_by_theflickerees @ Deviant Art

Your Vessel     Your vessel..  I want to sculpt with my hands….  Stimulate you with a graceful flourishing of amber  inside the veil of your over whelming….  Gently press against your love wall  and drag the garden out of you..  while I glory in the blossoming  of your brown snow  Dim the lights of your eyelids  and fall deep into your shadow  We blind fold the clock, so he may lose track of time and know how it is to feel lost  inside the portal of love  © 2012 Orlando Murcia
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Abandoned Tracks On Lasher Road by Dorothy L. Abrams

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March 11, 2012
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Abandoned Tracks on Lasher Road Hidden in the weeds, red rusted rails Stretch through the summer woods like any track. They draw me on around the bend past limits Posted by authorities to find the Elderberry trees and mullein plants as Tall as me. Inner devae hold their Power in waste spaces, tucked away from Observation, roads, and traffic lights. I Barely hear the highway and lie down on Grassy spots with leaf green spirits. If I Journey on this Unknown Trail across Forgotten land, I’m taken out of...
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Insomina by James Kelley

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March 7, 2012
Insomnia_by_Vlue @Deviant ART

  Insominia I find a brief moment’s peace inside these insomniatic day dreams. With dry eyes, …and a lethargic conscience; I wander through this fable that I’m told is reality. Hindsight isn’t quite 20/20, and I’m here …squandering the …relativity of time. Reaping no benefit as I toggle between mind numbing exhaustion and over active mental techathalon strides. Blurred forms, and silent cries. I hold the end of this rope with vagrant humility; and merciless appraisal. Am I to let go? I can’t stay here; Hanging between life and...
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The power of the stirring of dust by Keith Wallis

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March 5, 2012
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The power of the stirring of dust   At that moment, the instant before all hell cried vengeance, the writing found its mark, striking hammer hard. Frowning faces fading to fear, shame and the need to hide.   Law is law brittle, uncompromising, condemning and unflinching. Sure of itself, beyond testing, questioning or a spirit of truth.   He sat there quietly stirring the dust with a stick that pierced defences surer than the sharpest sword. No spoken words, no vitriolic accusation of tongue, no pointed finger nor slanted...
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The Creative Minds Journal

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Of Dreams Remembered: “Dreams” By Walter William Safar

DREAMS   Travel in peace, dreams of mine, Into the land of color, the wonderful land of noble memories, So that my blind spirit might see through the turquoise moon’s eyes, So that my tired spirit finds its peace in your sacred cradle. Fly with the breath of Freedom, So that you may sow...

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A House Is More Than A Home: “Home, My Place Of Love” by Sheila Kline

  HOME, MY PLACE OF LOVE Home is where I retreat to find safety from pelting rain,  Warm and inviting. A safe harbor holding captive raging waves of the sea.  Dry and secure, A nook where I may embrace the company of only me.  My companion on a lonely day! Home is where I...

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Through The Window Of A Poet’s Eyes: Changing Hue by Kristine Kenyon

Changing Hue   As I sit, watching a painted sky, colors changing hue… Right before my very eyes a pallet of peach, gold and blue. The clouds, white, suspended in blue skies just a moment ago, were embraced by the first morning light. They didn’t even try to fight the infiltration of the Sun...

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Through The Windows Of A Poet’s Eyes: “At Peace” by Sophie Boswell

At Peace by Sophie Boswell The mammoth sun’s fire, penetrates my mind While crisp, cool, air – an antidote of a kind – Caresses my skin, in the middle of the day To help a tangle of thoughts, float away Fire and ice, simultaneously Encapsulate my body, and set my mind free Here I...

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A House Is More Than A Home ~ “A Bus Ride” by Jamie Lynn Morris

A bus ride The houses adorned in party colors swirl like dancers around the church, the King of the block. Needless to say God is pleased with the size of the gathering. They have come dressed in their finest, whether that be riches or rags all are welcome. On the corner a street musician...

IMP: Influential Minds Of Poetry

bukowski1Theron Kennedy Is “Being Bukowski”

Theron Kennedy has been writing on and off since the age of seventeen. He...

Red StoreLarry Kuechlin’s Appetite For Poetry: Convenice Store Burritos

Poet, waterman, rock climber, and photographer, Larry Keuchlin lives close enough to the ocean...

Le_Cafe_HDR_by_ISIK5“…And We Sang” The Poetry Of Michael Marsters

Michael Marsters has been writing since he was eight years old. He has lead...

RSS Verbal Vibez: Spoken Word

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    Simon Wright is a workaholic, adrenaline junkie, with little time for art and as a working class yorkshireman, (that’s northern england) where men are not supposed to write bloody poetry like big jessies. He was going full speed with life, when life decided otherwise, and after an operation to remove his top 2 vertebrae and […]
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    Andreas Liotsakis has been writing, crafting and creating in secret for years. His desire to share has awakened his courage and candour. Like the petals on a flower, Andreas is opening his arms to the Sun…to you and you and you…each and every one. Breaking out of our accustomed state can be challenging. He has […]

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