Day: January 3, 2019

Pay It Forward Thursday- January 03, 2019

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Come share the work of a talented poet/writer you read this week at the Cafe’s event,,,

Go Dog Go Café

Pay It Forward 7-4-2018

The baristas at Go Dog Go Cafe are big fans of Pay It Forward Thursdays. We think it is a great opportunity to give a shout-out to another writer who has wowed us or creatively inspired us.  However, Pay It Forward Thursday has not been getting a lot of love lately, which we think is a shame. Dear reader, you are losing out on some great writing! We’ve decided to shake things up a little and the baristas will be reblogging our Pay It Forward picks for the week directly onto GDG Cafe so you don’t miss out on our favorites.

We like this idea so much that we will also reblog the posts you think were the best thing you read this week if you drop a link below. You are invited to post one link to one specific post (300 words or less please!) from someone…

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Poetics: Time and What If?

~ thereluctantpoet

So, today, I want you to consider time and space and what if? What if you–or someone else—or some THING else–took that less or more-traveled path? Would it make a difference? Will it make a difference? Look backward, forward, inside, and out. Then wonder, what if? Ponder it into a poem and post it for us to enjoy. – d’versepoets – January 2, 2019

dVerse

Happy New Year, dVerse Community! It’s Merril, and I’m pleased to be hosting the first Poetics of the year. We have wine, beer, and an assortment of hot and cold beverages behind the bar. I’m new here, and I haven’t had much of a chance to explore yet, but I’m sure I can find something you’ll like.

Now that we have drinks sorted out, let’s move on to poetry and the subject of time and what ifs. Some of you know that I’m a bit obsessed fascinated by time.

I came across this poem by Natasha Trethewey. Check it out. I’ll wait.

So . . .time. Toward the end of December many people begin to look back over the past year. Some people make resolutions for the new year. (I’m not one of them.) You probably know that January was named for the Roman god Janus who has two heads–one…

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Two Roads

~ thereluctantpoet

Do Not Miss this awesome piece!!!!

Dark Side of the Moon

Two roads diverged, and I could choose but one.
I teased myself by thinking I would come this way again.
Time says otherwise.
Oh, for eyes to see around the bend—
their perils, joys, and sorrows all from here to comprehend—
if only to surmise
which to shun, which pathway worth the pain!
Two roads diverged. I made my choice. It cannot be undone.

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A Gentle Crime

~ thereluctantpoet

Come read the risk you take when writing erotic and romantic poetry – GENTLE CRIME

The Wandering Armadillo

i was accused of poetry and other lyrical misdemeanours

i blame your eyes

and the lure of their dark expanse

on lazy mornings

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i was threatened with literary libel

and for that

your lips enticing

even when words of rage flowed

in scorched, syllabic streams

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of course I had weighed the risk

corporal punishment for corporeal adulation

fifty flesh biting lashes

for pondering lubricious lashes

as you slept

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and when finally the judge rose to voice verdict

from his bench of jaded experience

grasping gavel, yet not my attention

he absolved me of all crime

for love was the culprit

and I,

an ardent accomplice ….

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January

~ thereluctantpoet

Jemverse

No. 5 of 12 in the Jemverse ’12 Months II’ series

Galanthus greets this New Year’s day
Snowdrop heads due reverence show
and as a new sun rises
sleep heads all come to know
That here is opportunity
A promise waiting in the wings
heralding the new, a first
Tugging at those old heartstrings

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Galanthus (aka ‘Snowdrop’) synonymous with ‘hope’, is the January birth flower.

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One Step At a Time

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Confab With Me

One step at a time,
one battle to conquer,
one smile for pleasure,
one moment to treasure,
reclaiming happiness
rejoicing the moments of bliss
she climbed inch by inch
like a bine
to touch the zenith
embracing one hope at a time

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