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https://www.facebook.com/share/yzEBYid9hXTopwGF/ https://arachnepress.com/books/anthologies-poetry-and-short-fiction/byways/rough-island-phil-woods-inspiration-for-byways/ I have a poem appearing in this anthology.
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Assaf1981 started following The Prayer Warrior (Recorded Audio Poem)
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Assaf1981 started following Two Quinzaines (Audio Poem) , The conquering Colonists , She and 1 other
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When they had first arrived, these conquering colonists, they had come for the adults; ages 20 – 100 and over. There was a great war, spreading throughout the whole world, lasting many decades, yet it was all for naught, for the invaders had prevailed, annihilating the adults in ways unutterable to human lips. Then they departed, just as quickly as they had first arrived. Then they had returned, these conquering colonists, and they had come for the teenagers; ages 13 – 19. There was a bloody war, spreading throughout the whole world, lasting many months, yet it was all for naught, for the invaders had prevailed, annihilating the teenagers in ways unutterable to human lips. Then they departed, just as quickly as they had first arrived. Then they had returned, these conquering colonists, and they had come for the children; ages 6 – 12. There were series of small-scale skirmishes, spreading throughout the whole world, lasting many weeks, yet it was all for naught, for the invaders had prevailed, annihilating the children in ways unutterable to human lips. Then they departed just as quickly as they had first arrived. Then they had returned, these conquering colonists, and they had come for the toddlers; ages 2 – 5. They met no resistance. No, only screaming, sobbing, and wailing, yet they had shown no mercy, annihilating the toddlers in ways unutterable to human lips. Then they departed, just as quickly as they had first arrived. Then they had returned, these conquering colonists, and they had come for the infants; from age 1 and below. Again, they met no resistance, only screaming and wailing and sobbing, and yet they had shown no mercy, annihilating the infants in ways unutterable to human lips. Then they departed, just as quickly as they had first arrived. Then they had returned, these conquering colonists, and they had come for the beasts of the field, the fish of the sea, and the fowls of the air. There was a series of skirmishes, spreading throughout the whole world, lasting many weeks, and yet fang, tooth, claw, paw, and wing prevailed not, for the invaders had annihilated the animal kingdom in ways best left unrecorded. Then they departed, just as quickly as they had first arrived. Then they had returned, these conquering colonists, for the herbs bearing seeds and all the fruit trees. Fire, fangs, and claws had utterly annihilated the entire plant kingdom, depriving the world of all life. Finally, they had settled, making this war-torn fallen world their own. Yet, they enjoyed not long the fruits of their conquest, for a fleet of vessels had descended from the darkened heavens, greeted by the slavering, snarling, growling, roaring and hissing colonists with fangs glistened, claws sharpened, spells tempered, and fireballs wielded. Out they came! These invaders: men-like beings adorned with wings of eagles, stern of countenance, bathed in radiant lights, some wearing armour, and some wearing long, white flowing robes. A great war ensued, spreading throughout the entire world, lasting many a millenia. Yet it was all for naught, for the colonists had prevailed, utterly annihilating the invaders in ways best left unrecorded. Then the colonists resumed their task, making this war-torn fallen world their own, populating it with new life-their own kind.
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https://wildfire-words.com/os5-jan-feb-2024/#Phil-Wood
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When they had first arrived, these conquering invaders, they had come for the adults; ages 20 – 100 and over. There was a great war, spreading throughout the whole world, lasting many decades, yet it was all for naught, for the invaders had prevailed, annihilating the adults in ways unutterable to human lips. Then they departed, just as quickly as they had first arrived. Then they had returned, these conquering invaders, and they had come for the teenagers; ages 13 – 19. There was a bloody war, spreading throughout the whole world, lasting many months, yet it was all for naught, for the invaders had prevailed, annihilating the teenagers in ways unutterable to human lips. Then they departed, just as quickly as they had first arrived. Then they had returned, these conquering invaders, and they had come for the children; ages 6 – 12. There were series of small-scale skirmishes, spreading throughout the whole world, lasting many weeks, yet it was all for naught, for the invaders had prevailed, annihilating the children in ways unutterable to human lips. Then they departed just as quickly as they had first arrived. Then they had returned, these conquering invaders, and they had come for the toddlers; ages 2 – 5. They met no resistance. No, only screaming, sobbing, and wailing, yet they had shown no mercy, annihilating the toddlers in ways unutterable to human lips. Then they departed, just as quickly as they had first arrived. Then they had returned, these conquering invaders, and they had come for the infants; from age 1 and below. Again, they met no resistance, only screaming and wailing and sobbing, and yet they had shown no mercy, annihilating the infants in ways unutterable to human lips. Then they departed, just as quickly as they had first arrived. Then they had returned, these conquering invaders, and they had come for the beasts of the field, the fish of the sea, and the fowls of the air. There was a series of skirmishes, spreading throughout the whole world, lasting many weeks, and yet fang, tooth, claw, paw, and wing prevailed not, for the invaders had annihilated the animal kingdom in ways best left unrecorded. Then they departed, just as quickly as they had first arrived. Then they had returned, these conquering invaders, for the herbs bearing seeds and all the fruit trees. Fire, fangs, and claws had utterly annihilated the entire plant kingdom, depriving the world of all life. Finally, the invaders settled, making this war-torn fallen world their own, populating it with new life-their own kind. Yet, they enjoyed not long the fruits of their conquest, for a fleet of vessels had descended from the darkened heavens, greeted by the slavering, snarling, growling, roaring and hissing colonists with fangs glistened, claws sharpened, spells tempered, and fireballs wielded. Out they came! These invaders: men-like beings adorned with wings of eagles, stern of countenance, bathed in radiant lights, some wearing armour, and some wearing long, white flowing robes. A great war ensued, spreading throughout the entire world, lasting many a millenia. Yet it was all for naught, for the colonists had prevailed, utterly annihilating the invaders in ways best left unrecorded. Then the colonists resumed their task, making this war-torn fallen world their own, populating it with new life-their own kind.
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incantation started following Tears of time
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Do dreamers make A noise when they depart The dream. The moon leaves, The hawk heaves his Kill, his eyes like two Members of a Jury that dissent. Messages are Sent from tree to tree Through their private language. Do tears of time make A sound as they land On the unraveling thread Of the spider creating a web, Spinner completes his creation, Does he listen to the echoing Of nature's work being Unstitched. Who connects The matrix of razed forests. Hands in dream Attempt to open eyes of the sleeper To release tears of time to Fall with trees.
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Unfortunately, it´s true. Worth listening to: Eagles - Hole In The World (Official Video) [4K]
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A message worth posting!
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Lubbo started following this state of world
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high we´re gonna fly around the globe in the nick of time to pull off the deluding veil all over to show the way from getting nowhere from the sown seeds of hatred leading us to blight the growing evil must be bound life´s not for war, life´s for love which needs no cowards, but brave hearts to teardown the disguise of hypocritic psycho minds that´s when this state of world calls to fight let´s scream and shake heads come together to hold hands it´s high time we stood our ground the jet of destruction shall be downed
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March is a month of transition when winter slowly becomes spring. St Patrick's Day is coming up, how about writing, as the Irish would say " a clever verse" ? Or Welcome early spring with an Old French form, the Reverdie Did you know the Limerick isn't uniquely Irish? It was brought to Ireland by French sailors? No wonder it is often bawdy.
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Official Poetry Video About God By David N. Donihue Respected for his inventions Feared in response to his documents Loved in response to a hatred of the world Denied in response to a hatred of the world Praised so the vocalist may trust in something other than himself Spited so the scribe can believe nothing is stronger than he Sought after for emotional stability Blamed for the actions of the emotionally unstable Tested by those too fearful to measure themselves Advocated by those looking to rebrand themselves with someone else’s purity Desired by all in the heart yet admitted to by just a fraction His hands stretch down through empty skies Touching those who allow it Caressing those who refuse to be made fools of by feeling it And as his fingertips tingle with yearning for those who He created He screams when we feel pain He smiles when we feel pleasure He feels love when we receive him And we feel at home, when we allow Him to receive us I have felt his arms late at night I have felt his breath in the morning His presence can be felt amongst the rumblings of man It moves through like molecules on a mission Like energy thrashing the air And as you stand in the valley of the shadow of depth You see nothing but evil You feel nothing but reactions But then as you turn away from the analysis of the maddened room And stop battling the misprojected frustrations of the men who expect the world to be as pure as He who created it And mindlessly turn from their screeching and your reactions And just feel his breath His presence The lack of words are the wisest ones you will ever hear And the emotion that runs tandem, is reason enough to love in return ©opyright 2023 David N Donihue All Rights Reserved
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things go better with Coke an old snappy ad once told with the beamy smile shown ten per cent brighter than a week ago anyone could buy at a friendly price with curved up lips looking so nice sold out in a snap of a finger for a great day to make greater gulped down with the coke gotten lost in the thirsty throat things go better with a smile not meant to bill or buy it´s a magic wand used when you want to melt the loved one´s heart to brighten a gloomy mind to ignite hope inside those left high and dry
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My poem 'Librarian' is making an appearance in issue 39: https://seventhquarrypress.com/products/current-issue-of-the-seventh-quarry-poetry-magazine Bw Phil
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I just discovered these old Limericks I had written and neglected to post them so here they are A poet was scribbling and wishing to write his adventures with fishing He reeled in a trout, asked, “what’s that about?” and discovered his muse had gone missing May's husband was known as a cheater, though he bragged that he never beat her. She said "That's enough, there'll be no more fluff.", then left with a guy she called Skeeter. ~~jvg I am reading a book full of laughter it gets me through looming disasters. While sometimes I'm sad and can even get mad, I'll continue to laugh ever after
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2024 # 2 only 2 hours left to write on haiku Friday how time flys ~~jvg
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February is Haiku Month chilled winter moment captured in quick writ haiku poets practice craft ~~jvg
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Thirteen Ways of Looking at 50+ Years of Poetry, 9
David W. Parsley replied to David W. Parsley's topic in Showcase
Well, shiver me timbers, Judi, I had no idea such a form existed. Count on you, though, to bring a well-timed insight to PMO readers and commentators. Since the form explicitly calls for eight lines, mine must be disqualified for going a stanza too far, despite similar cadence, line length, and phrasing. On the last point, I must confess to being particularly (and naughtily) pleased with "grazed" sonically and comically substituted for WCW's "glazed" in stanza 3. And since we're talking about naughtiness and unseemly impudence toward some of our most respected poets, it should be noted that, when paired with the corresponding stanza in Stevens, one may achieve an implied sense of scatology in the narrative of the startled fowl. Just for Fun, - David -
Attractive publication indeed, clearly a labor of love. Like Tony, I would have picked up on some ambivalence but not the whole context, not without the title and early Content Warning. This, despite the hint from the "rum smile" and "uncapped a bottle", which just seemed to fit in with the other images of sailing adventures, father-son play, etc. Skillfully and imaginatively played, Phil. And the closing line comes swooping in so fast it takes one's breath away. Sheer magic. Congratulations, David