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  2. Liz Mastin

    Haiku Train - catch it - free tickets

    Tink, in looking through some of your poems, this suddenly grabbed me, causing me to have to reply. I personally, love elemental nature greatly! And this poem's idea, with the earth as a present being "opened", breaks through "our" frozen surface too, making us feel more alive and warm.
  3. Yesterday
  4. tonyv

    Advice for the Heart (Note to Self)

    Thank you, Marti! I always appreciate your remarks! Tony
  5. Gatekeeper

    Haiku Train - catch it - free tickets

    Denying me access there was no future recourse Beware the surface
  6. dcmarti1

    Advice for the Heart (Note to Self)

    Emotional and lyrical 180 degree turn. Surprise! Nicely crafted.
  7. Last week
  8. Tinker

    Prorogue

    ProrogueEvents of Brexit intrigue, the prorogationof parliament by the queen, found unlawful in court,stalled action and halted talks. Decisions must be madeby the end of October, time ticks on and out. ~~Judi Van GorderNotes: ▼ 4 LInes Verse Form: Imayo Learning new words and trying to understand what is happening across the pond. prorogue - the putting off for a time Apparently, according to the constitution, only the monarch can prorogue parliamentary action. This was challenged in the courts, the UK court said it was lawful, the Scottish court said unlawful, therefore it went to the UK Supreme court and was found unlawful. It seems the UK constitution is being challenged in this Brexit confusion.
  9. Tinker

    24 Syllable Challenge

    Prompt: vermillion Earth's Redcrystalline lattice volcanic quartzcinnabarpowdered mineralscarlet pigmantvermillion ~~jvg
  10. tonyv

    Advice for the Heart (Note to Self)

    Thank you, Judi. I'd like to write some more poems like this one. I'll try. I'm pleased you like it. Tony
  11. Tinker

    24 Syllable Challenge

    Prompt: moccasin Dead Silence Silent and deadly the Water Moccasin's wedge-shaped head raised in mock surprise to survey for prey. ~~Judi Van Gorder
  12. Tinker

    24 Syllable Challenge

    Prompt: swathed Creature Young Frankenstein, crossed the line. Swathed in disgust for his creation, anguished "How can this be undone?" ~~Judi Van Gorder I just read Frankenstein, the Modern Prometheus by Mary Shelley. I didn't know Mary Shelley was the wife of the romantic poet Percy Shelley. This story was the result of a challenge one evening between Percy Shelley, Lord Byron and the then 19 year old Mary to write a spooky tale. She won. This book was a one of the first recognized "gothic novels". The book is only 121 pages long but the paragraphs are dense and long and I thought a difficult read. The creature in the book was quite different from our modern day "Frankenstein monster".
  13. Tinker

    Advice for the Heart (Note to Self)

    Tony, This poem is a soulful, lonely song that vibrates in my chest as I read it. You capture a real life moment that so many of us have felt and couldn't articulate. I love that you are sharing more of your own work. This is a moving piece that needs no explaination, I just felt it. Great writing. ~~Judi
  14. Tinker

    two ghost poems

    Hi Jake, Seeing your opening "two ghost poems", my thought immediately went to Happy Halloween. Then I opened the thread and your writing was no where near the spooky ghost stories I was expecting. The first is a very sweet moment that reads more like a personal journal entry than a poem. The second is without doubt in my mind, the best poet you have ever written. I think it should be set apart, you have a beautiful touching poem. ~~Tink
  15. Tinker

    another day another shooting

    solid, hard, heavy, security, god power, coffins ~~jvg
  16. Tinker

    three cat poems

    Jake, Oh my, I have one of those. Although Molly doesn't look evil and with me, she is loving. She is a sweet. soft. snuggly kitty and then she turns into a tiger hissing and swiping and attacking anyone else who may come near. My vet has told me I have to tranquilize her before bringing her in next time. 😲
  17. jakecaller

    another day another shooting

    Another Day Another Shooting another day in paradise just another day in America land of the free Home of the brave and guns lots of guns more guns for all cries the NRA yes another day another gun battle another white man who just wants to kill the President sends his condolences Thanks the law enforcement for an incredible job well done It was horrible Hate has no place in our country and we will take of it and do what ever we can do condolences nothing but false words empty words lots of things to do it is mental illness problem but he fails to mention the words gun at all not at all and tomorrow and tomorrow but he at least finally said hate has no role in country nothing but prime BS in my humble opinion he did not mention white supremacy his rhetoric had nothing nothing to do about this at all and so tomorrow I will turn on the TV and we see nothing at all and the dead will remain dead the guns will fire again nothing will be done welcome to America land of the free home of the brave
  18. jakecaller

    two ghost poems

    Visiting Father’s Grave Visiting my father’s grave In Yakima The ancestral land of the Aller clan Thinking about my father And his legacy And thinking that I am My father’s son There is so much I wanted to tell him So much I wanted to share So much I wanted him to see My accomplishments He was taken from me Before I had achieved my dreams Before I had become the man That he and I both knew I was destined to be Ghosts in Yakima Walking along a graveyard Looking for my father’s grave Seeing all the gravestones I begin to sense the spirits Of the restless dead They linger around the graveyards Waiting for visitors Eager to talk to anyone Who cares to stop And chat So lonely being a ghost With no one to haunt
  19. jakecaller

    three cat poems

    Oregon Demon Cat The demon cat Lived in Medford Oregon The demon cat was a big black cat His eyes were filled with demonic energy He stared at you Looking into your very soul Filled with anger, and hatred For the entire human race He seemed at times To be not from this planet Perhaps an alien species Studying the human race Or perhaps he came Form hell itself The demon cat loved to torment visitors For some reason he hated the man’s daughter The cat would stare at her from his perch Down the hall from the old man Then he would run at her Screaming like an escaped banshee Straight out of hell She told her dad Either the cat goes Or I go He said See you later The demon cat smiled At the small victory And she left the house With the demon cat Screeching good bye Strange Cat Watching Me A cat sits on the edge of a bed Watching me watching him Both of us thinking What sort of strange creature this is That has invaded our personal space Upending our daily routines The cat came up to me Staring at me with his soulful eyes Boring into my very soul Looking for answers To these dark fundamental questions The cat smiles a mysterious smile And purrs in contentment Having found an answer of sorts And indicates that we can be friends As long as I know That he is the boss of me And I pet him Acknowledging the time honored Ritual of human cat interaction That dates back to the dawn of time When humans and cats First became aware Of the other Strange creature that shared our planet Cat Dreams Kill Humans cat sitting smiling cat lost in buddha trance thought cat dreams kill humans
  20. tonyv

    Advice for the Heart (Note to Self)

    Thanks, Phil. I like your breakdown/analysis of this poem. That's how it comes across for me, too. I was surprised and pleased, myself, when I saw how this one had progressed. The first line misleads by giving the poem a positive vibe which quickly plummets in the second and third lines. Ultimately, the song lyrics are of no help; the poem comes full circle to no escaping from the human condition, and the speaker-advisor/listener is not alone in how he feels (as is evident from the song lyrics). With appreciation, Tony Notes: Starry Night The Scream
  21. badger11

    Advice for the Heart (Note to Self)

    Hi Tony, Like the 'distance', the standing outside oneself, present in the title. The rational 'advice' to the emotional 'driver'. And what is that advice? A pursuit of light - like the dynamic of that opening simile. And then the grounding of the inevitable - dark will follow light. The advice continues...resignation rather than imagination, the light of the 'moon', and distraction in sleepless hours. Ironically the lyric only offers its own chilling embrace. best Phil
  22. Tinker

    Haiku Train - catch it - free tickets

    had hopes for the deep words floated on the surface denying me access
  23. Gatekeeper

    Haiku Train - catch it - free tickets

    I slowly wade in find only a shallowness Had hopes for the deep
  24. badger11

    Do You Enjoy Your Poems?

    I'm using the word in this sense: the ability to understand and share the feelings of another. The key characreristic is that the 'sharing' of the experience is from the inside not the outside. Therefore the self is diluted 😀
  25. Triolet an octa-stich, a poem in 8 lines. in English, most often written with variable line length and meter at the discretion of the poet. Originally in French, the lines were octasyllabic which would create an 8 by 8 effect. composed with a rentrement, L1 is repeated as L4 and L7. There is also repetition of L2 in L8. rhymed, with only 2 rhymes with the rhyme scheme ABaAabAB. most often playful or satirical, appropriate for light verse or occasional verse. Happy 13th Birthday BrooklynToday, my girl, you are a teen,I pray your dreams with love may bloom.So don your crown, you will be queentoday, my girl, you are a teen.A great big world waits to be seen,just trust yourself, real friends make room.Today, my girl, you are a teen,I pray your dreams with love may bloom. ~~Judi Van Gorder October 15, 2019, Brooklyn Jade Van Gorder turns 13 years old. I sent this poem to her via text.
  26. Like jets on westward flight paths, chase the day; recall, when Greenland is in darkness, soon it will be pitch here, too; forget the moon, give in, and listen to the next track play: When stars shine bright they make me lonely I'll never have a still life dream My Starry Night, dissolving slowly, Disintegrates into The Scream
  27. Tinker

    Daily Poem Challenge

    Write a love poem. LeavesIn our Spring we were young sprouts,tender and almost translucentdancing the waltz in the wind from our loft. Over time we transitioned into summer,strong, solid, vibrant, taking in the sunlight, providing shady protection for our family.Eventually autumn arrived and our colorsturned with surprise and a subtle energyto golds and reds and our surfaces side by side began to line and crack, our hold weakened.It is now Winter and we have fallen from our limb onto the hard, cold ground,wrinkled and torn we lie togetherleaning on one anotheruntil we will crumble into the earth as one. ~~Judi Van Gorder
  28. dcmarti1

    Current Histories

    "everything eats everything" I heard once: "all life is a holocaust" "symboless golem" I might go insane trying to "see" that. 🙂
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