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Poetry…a poem

poetry is a heartbeat in words

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poetry can sometimes be like taking off all of your clothes and laying down naked with your eyes open and letting everyone look at you flaws and all  

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sometimes poems come rushing out words in a hurry looking for freedom and a blank page assembling and reassembling themselves until they are satisfied that they can be understood telling their story getting their point across bringing laughter passion and … Continue reading

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Notre Dame in flames…a poem

in the flames the church did burn it’s timbers ripe with age a monument to the wealth of man to grandure rich and proud it’s buttresses were well admired tourists stood in line for hours just to see inside but … Continue reading

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are there special words to be used in a poem words that are cloudy obtuse and pedantic are poems often written upside down wrong ways around or even backward is a poem considered good when it can’t be understood are … Continue reading

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Holly mentioned FERLINGHETTI, so Melanie looked him up and so did I…WOW

LAWRENCE FERLINGHETTI…poet.   I just read I AM WAITING and it was wonderful.  I’m going back for more.  Thank you Holly.  So much.

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Tommy volunteered to read a poem from Johnny, Resa’s cat. He has a thing for Emily, my cat, and sent the poem to the chicklets. Cleo, Tommy’s sister just wanted to be on stage to see what it was like and the bird enjoyed sitting on the microphone.

Johnny wrote a poem for Emily, while listening to Für Elise  Für Emily Me me me me me meow meow meow Some shed tears Of joy Meeeeeeeeeee ow Some shed tears Of Sorrow Mewewewewew ’Tis but A piano’s note Compared to … Continue reading

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poetry is a waterfall of words cascading inside of us landing in a swirling pool of chaos which eventually finds its way to a place where words come together and tell a story

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So, Holly (the poet) was the only human asked to read a poem. She did beautifully and the chicklets were delighted but she didn’t leave a copy of her poem with the poetry club. Below is chicklet Nan. She’s in the Poetry Room. The frame for Holly’s poem is empty and has a sticky note saying, “Holly’s poem.” The chicklets drew her picture, which on the bottom shelf of the bookcase. As soon as they get a copy of her poem they will let you know.

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all poets are renegades writing outside the box telling it like it is in a few words getting their messages across to those who understand freedom and truth Poetry is underplayed because it’s so dangerous keep writing

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