Poetry in challenging times in Covid years.
Source: Life Now….. | Unique Times
Day: January 14, 2022
Shared Poetry with Cindy and David: Force Quit or, No I won’t go to bed! | Unique Times
Unique Times & Skeptic’s Kaddish Poetry
Source: Shared Poetry with Cindy and David: Force Quit or, No I won’t go to bed! | Unique Times
The Guess
Listen only to
the genuine you
from within.
All else is but
another’s guess.
Mirrors
Who needs mirrors //we have selfies!
Gone are the days of looking in the mirror
Only to leave and forget what we saw
Now we have photos // permanent images
Wild and crazy images posted across the net
So close, we can count the pimples and pinch the zits
Mirrors are so uncertain //fleeting images
Liars we can rationalize and refute
Going back to pretending dementia
Just like the scale’s high numbers
But with Selfies, the narcissistic addiction
We are so enraptured with ourselves
We think others on the web will all agree
Perhaps we need to go back
Look in the mirror and leave it there
Selfies make liars of all
“Like” is a relative term
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Our poetry challenge prompt today on d”Verse comes from Bjorn, who asks us to write a poem about mirrors. Any poem using the word mirror is ok. Come visit us at…
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Writing Mistakes Writers Make: Not Setting Goals – Writer’s Digest
The Writer’s Digest team has witnessed many writing mistakes over the years, so this series helps identify them for other writers (along with correction strategies). This week’s mistake is not setting goals.
Source: Writing Mistakes Writers Make: Not Setting Goals – Writer’s Digest
9 Weird Ways to Beat Writer’s Block – Writer’s Digest
To beat writer’s block, a typical problem among writers, let’s tackle it with atypical solutions. Nine of them, because, well, nine is an atypical number.
Source: 9 Weird Ways to Beat Writer’s Block – Writer’s Digest
Forgotten Towel
Wet from shower
hair tangled and dripping
toweling off
then seeing
your eyes
eager and thirsty…
from behind
you nuzzle up
dribble kisses
down my neck
and arching spine
slide your hands
over clean curves
swaying with the music
of steam
slowly drawing me to bed
towel forgotten
on the floor
©MidwestFantasy/Beth Amanda
09/14/2018
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Otherwise Beautiful Things (audio)
The Coyote and the Raven dance…
The Coyote and Raven dance…
The Coyote was dancing for the half-moon,
he moved and weaved into the deep forest and he knew.
His beautiful friend was watching him celebrate the night.
The shapeshifter moon allowed the real faces to appear.
The darkest and blackest raven watched from the willow tree.
Maybe the raven needed to dance with the coyote, he hoped.
He told the moon, thank you for the half-moon night and
the star above. He saw the dark hair beauty walking toward him.
She moved softly on the forest surface,
her pale skin and softest brown eyes, stole his eyes.
He asked her. Can I dance with you? Can I kiss your beautiful tattoo.
Can we fall in love again?
He heard the nightingale song and he sang a song.
“Love be sweet, love be bold.
Lovers never ask, just fall into the dance of love.
Without regret”.
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Wild child…
Wild child
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Thank you dear Alexia Evellyn for the song. Please listen to her songs. A free spirit, She teaches us. We can be more than what we are.
The poet loved the careless girl, he loved the girl who loved the sweet wines and she could make him smile with her dance, her beautiful voice and her eyes of hope.
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She told me; the world doesn’t imprison us. We do. Please quit seeking the goals of the world and find the narrow path, the less walked on path. You will find quiet forest and beautiful moving river. And you will find me.
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She told him; I am more savage than you believe. I want to run bare ass into the forest of the mountain, and I want to swim in the hidden waterfall. Will you join me brave soldier?
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She told…
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The Reluctant Poet 