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To This Day: Video Poem
It’s poetry week again! I want to share with everyone one of the most beautiful poems I’ve ever heard…To This Day by Canadian Poet & Author Shane Koyczan. If you haven’t heard this yet, this poem is the anthem for his anti-bullying campaign: To This Day Project. Shane Koyczan is an amazing poet. He travels around from time to time giving live performances. His schedule can be found on his website. Enjoy the piece! And share it with everyone you know. 🙂
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Poem: Where is My Atlantis?
I’ve decided, if I remember, that once a month, the last Thursday of each month, will be poetry week. Sometimes my own if I can dig something interesting up. I used to love poetry. I’ve gotten away from it over it years. Lately, I’ve been getting back into it again. I wrote this a few years ago when I was trying to start a story with a suicidal protagonist. She wrote song lyrics and poetry that she sometimes performed at an open mic night. It was a lot of fun to get to use some of my poetry and song lyrics from over the years. The story has it’s issues,…
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February Blog Chain: Evil Cupid
This month’s AbsoluteWrite’s Blog Chain theme: Suggest-A-Prompt. Since Charity is before me, she picked my topic: Evil Cupid Next Up: I suggest Hunting with Hounds ^_^ See the bottom of this post for previous and upcoming Suggest-A-Prompt blog chain posts! Evil Cupid Cupid’s not a fat, pink baby He’s an old and cranky man. His skin is grey, his hair is green He breaks up couples whenever he can. The roses you bought for your love Cupid wilted them enroute. He also is responsible For that mustard stain on your favorite suit. The candy you bought for your spouse? He dumped into his arrow sack. That burned salmon in the…
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December Blog Chain: It’s Over
What have I’ve done?! Lol! This is my post for AbsoluteWrite’s December Blog Chain. This month’s theme: The End (of the World). For more exciting End of the World posts, see the links at the bottom of the page! ^^ I’m going to be weird and do something a little different. This month’s theme inspired this fabulous, original, narrative poem. ^^ It’s OverHe stands by the polluted watersAnd lifts his face up to the sky.Burning debris falls against his skin,Why couldn’t it have been him who died? He turns away from the dock and closes his eyesIt’s over…He can never face any of the survivors againBut there’s nowhere to take…
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Twas the Night Before Querying…
…and all through my condo, excitement crackles all around, and I don’t know what rhymes with condo. I jump from giddiness to worry, from minute to minute, while my book dances for joy, as it can’t wait for me to send it. I’ve polished my letter, my synopsis too, my novel as well, I’ve done all I can do. Today in this moment, I think my novel is great, I feel really good about it, I hope it’s tempting bait. The last round of editing, Draws to an end, In less than 24 hours, I’ll load my baby up and hit send. Now I’m afraid, I love this story so…