OpenLinkNight #360
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Welcome to OpenLinkNight everyone! As you know, OpenLinkNight is your
opportunity to share 1 poem of your choice. If you …
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haiku 60
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poems are out there
waiting
to be collected
in my case written
and numbered
in little blue books
59 haiku poems so far
the tired monk wanders
to the fores...
Home Again, Home Again
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Got back from Pennsylvania a week ago, where I visited with the WCSU MFA
program to read from *Made to Explode*, which won last year's Housatonic
Book A...
Dating For Dummies – How To Gain Power Over Men
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Far From BasYc by G.L. Lambert
"G.L. I still don't get it. You need to break down dating like I'm DUMB
because I've read Solving Single [...]
Thanks for...
Jason Tandon
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Born in Hartford, CT in 1975, Jason Tandon is the author of four books of
poetry, including *The Actual World*, *Quality of Life*, and *Give Over the
Hec...
Major Announcements About DAARAC
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This is the Country We Live In
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On Valentine’s Day, more than a dozen children attending a perfectly normal
day at a perfectly normal high school in a perfectly normal town in Florida
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hold me to this
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becoming softer after every compromise
brittled and self-destructive, we were charring
into sharper malicious states of being
compressing ourselves into mo...
Life happens...
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My baby boy is 12...
My baby girl almost 1...
Life happened so i did not post anything in forever.
Well Same moonlight for our Dreams is coming back.
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THE JEM MOVIE'S SHANA AND COLORISM
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from a decidedly brown-skinned black girl with a big bouncy purple fro to a
beige biracial "safely black" girl with straight hair
This strikes close to hom...
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Hey there, fighter
it will get brighter.
Take a breath, a little deeper
and bring your faith a little higher.
Remember, you are a leader
not a follower..
M...
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Inhale the yawning frost
let it gather and collect
beside your sleepy heart
drowsy from neglect.
Rest your ghostly frame,
hush her muddled drawl.
You say ...
......oh to be in that place where i've lost my way back to that existence draped with disdain....
ReplyDeletei will never EVER get enough of your pen....mmph
That was like a kiss from a loved one. I needed it.
ReplyDeleteOooh, I love this and really like the way you present your stuff!
ReplyDeleteOh, how beautiful!
ReplyDeletePamela
Beautifully written, and wonderful presentation of your work! =)
ReplyDelete-Weasel
"...where wishes piggyback on the wings of a prayer..."
ReplyDeleteNice :-)
I, too, especially loved "where wishes piggyback on the wings of a prayer".......great line. I enjoyed this poem, well done!
ReplyDeleteAll I have to say is..
ReplyDeleteWow.
(In a good way, of course)
-LJ
Wonderfully written, love your words!=P
ReplyDeleteit feels like morning breeze,
ReplyDeletelove your word play and the images your words evoke.
stunning poem!
This poem gives me a feeling of peacefulness!
ReplyDeleteYou have a unique way with words. Very creative!
ReplyDeleteLovely I would love to levitate to that place where wishes piggyback on the wings of prayer...wow!
ReplyDeleteWhat a diplomatic and serene poem! A joy to read!
ReplyDeleteWow, wonderfully written and I love the way you set out your poem, just wonderful!!
ReplyDeleteTruly beautifully written! :-)
ReplyDeleteNice extended blood metaphor.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite line was "where wishes piggyback on the wings of a prayer"
ReplyDelete"Where wishes piggyback
ReplyDeleteOn the wings of a prayer"
One of the most beautiful lines I've every read in my life. Literally.
Breathtaking
beautiful imagery... love the "cheeks/ etched with traces/ of a pillow stained/ monsoon..."
ReplyDeleteThanks for the beautiful participation at poetry potluck, Happy Wednesday!
ReplyDeleteThe undulating rhythm keeps the reader entranced.
ReplyDeleteIt really is a thing to feel so entwined.
straight dope bruh!
ReplyDeleteOh! this is such a beautiful poem. I love the vocab, wording and imagery. It all melds together so nicely. well done, Bravo!!
ReplyDeletePillow stained monsoon...Nice!
ReplyDeleteLove the imagery that flow within the poem =D great to be here!^^~
ReplyDeletewow! love your words..
ReplyDeleteI'll bet you could have kept going with the "It feels like..." stanzas - it seemed you had plenty to say, maybe more than you did. Nice piece.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely exquisite poem!
ReplyDeletehttp://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/2010/10/08/room-for-romance-old-love/
beautiful - would love to hear it read - that feeling - you described it so very well...lovely...bkm
ReplyDeleteVery creative. Enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteThis is a simply wonderful poem with undertones of peace and a sense of eternity. Nice work. Fine contribution to potluck. Thank you.
ReplyDeletecreative, filled with lovely imagery and more! I second BKM, would love to hear it read! :D
ReplyDeleteMy Potluck Is Here.