My Love Shouldn’t Be a Decree

Confab With Me

Let me give wind to your whispers,
and strength to your faint voice,
let me give love to your dwindling faith
and show you the stars exists
beyond those ostensible grays

And with the strength of the wind
and the force of my love
let me see you soar
breaking away the mold
where you are now captured
by your overthinking mind

And as you rise
I shall set you free
for no chain should constraint you
even my love should not be a decree

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Wanting to be happy

Jane Dougherty Writes

For the #OctPoWriMo challenge, on the theme of ‘what do you want’ a cleave poem, sort of contrapuntal poem.

Is the wanting                       to be happy

worth the waiting                 in the end

do I want it,                            like the bird needs to fly,

because it’s there,                  the sky calling.

Does the hand reach out      in the wind

to pluck the only apple         that balances, swaying,

on the tree                               where blackbirds sing

or does the eye                        for the simple joy of it,

treasure the laden branch,  the juice and the joy of it

fluttering-leafed                      tojoin the song of the wind

with pure life                           in the autumn sky.

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Daily Quote

Jo Hawk


This quote conjured images of old Jack traipsing across a field with a shotgun nestled in the crook of one arm and a switch in his other hand. He whistles to a pair of good bird dogs as they beat the bushes in search of inspiration.

After successfully capturing a little inspiration they head back to the cabin for a celebratory drink and session of typewriter pounding that lasts into the wee hours of the night.

Where do you look for inspiration?


Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Write

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I Am Me


Midwest Fantasy Writes

img_0665I am

the   STORY

only some wish to read

I am


only some choose to feel

I am


only some choose to love

I am


of what was hidden

for so long





and I care not

who reads, feels, or loves






(#OctPoWriMo loosely based on Day 14 theme If I Were Me. I am catching up!  I do write poems every single day, but I don’t always feel they are worthy enough for WordPress.  Thus, why I am playing catchup here.  And yes, that is me in the picture 😊)

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20 [Higher] Paying Markets for Poetry (325 total!) + more from Publishing and Other Forms of Insanity

Trish Hopkinson

Publishing … and Other Forms of Insanity is the blog and writing resource site by writer Erica Verrillo. Her site is loaded with great articles for writers and the writing life, including listings of publishers, agents, where to get reviews, submission calls, free contests, writing conferences and more.

This list of 20 higher paying poetry markets are mostly no fee (Ploughshares requires a fee to submit) and also includes a link to Verillo’s longer list of 325 paying markets: “If you are not concerned about how much you get paid, see 325 Paying Markets for Short Stories, Poetry, Nonfiction for many more paying markets.”

Click here to read the complete list of 20 Paying Markets for Poetry.

Erica Verrillo has written seven books and published five. She doesn’t know why anyone with an ounce of self-preservation would ever want to publish. But, if you insist on selling your soul to…

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