Best On Poetry

The wonder of nature you describe with the color of feelings 
that even the blind sees the beauty, for you anoint with your sight.
From my forgotten core, words you inspire gush forth in indignant prose
like the lion who protects her young, who roars in warning...

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 A first day on Soup is filled with much awe
The wonderful poems will make you smile
Easy is it to fall for all
Some enabled my mind, lingering a while
Just the few Soupers I mention here
Will blow you away with works of this year! 

Janet Cervenka...

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I post my poems on poetry soup
About farting and guys with brewer’s droop
I’ve been given a crown
And I won’t let Flo down  
Be assured I’ll keep on posting my poop!

Posted in conjunction with my blog about my amazing gifts from F J Thomas

25th January...

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I live on poetry
Instead of money
Means and ends reversed
To alter the curse

Lifeblood runs thick
As stoic veins bleat out
Their passionate terrain

I will die knowing
What life means
So while money hawks circle
Chasing beer and dreams
I will float along
Making food out of song...

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Like hard, dry toast, with no aroma,
Poetry minus heart and soul, puts me in 
an endless coma!


My brain short circuits, the longer the poem!
I get a poetic seizure and my mind
is lost and endlessly roams.


Then come the poets, who are would-be 
philosophers!
As fascinating, and...

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A bridge from colloquial to courtly 
fare
A span where idealism and fantasy 
pair
A railway to the existential realm; 
celestial lair 
A conduit through which rational 
discourse can flare

Deep medium to: forage, inculcate, 
and inform
Broad brush to paint rare beauty; 
sculpt surrealistic form
Incisive scalpel to surgically...

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Secretly giving
A gift of words to others
Watch our spirits soar

Dedicated to the wonderful 'angels' on Poetry Soup who gift Premium Memberships 

11TH April 2016...

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Word-painting, they say; or painting with words,
In charm, it's charmer than most charming birds; 
Feeling, for many, is its first foundation,
Expression, in words, brings affirmation;
Sentiment and muse must fondly marry,
Verses should flow-grand rhymes and rhythms carry...!

Does my work, yet, picture of life portray?
Do all colors...

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I wrote these poems – (that's a lie)
AI AI Woe
It's obvious they're all AI
AI AI No!

With a click click here
and a click click there
here a click, there a click
everywhere a click click

We should not tolerate AI
AI AI No!


Some poets cheat – they use AI
AI AI...

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Someone inquired of me about poetry contests,
And I shared some thoughts and considerations,
The contests, I wrote, are an incentive to write
Learning about poetry’s forms and foundations.

Don’t enter a contest for an opinion of your work
For your very best will sometimes go unnoticed
Some sponsors recognize only...

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The day your pen becomes your past
laid to rest and held its last
shall mark the day my heart is sure
of Silent ache to then endure

The memory of every stroke
echoed in the lines you wrote
engraved remains our history 
our life, our love, our legacy

What, you ask,...

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There's a rehearsal in the castle, cult party masquerading on the dance floor latin verse sermons the words heard will entrance you, transfix you,
The devil advances towards you and sits you around the marble table where we talk about our carnal instincts and every situation...

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1.30.17. // 8:54 A.M. 

And that day, I told you I was glad
that you made up your mind.
You just kinda laughed
but you didn't say anything.
After 30 seconds of silence,
peacefully holding hands, 
with my head resting on your shoulder,
I asked you if you were glad
that you...

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The house is much quieter,
since you went away
I feel so much happier,
without you around
I'm glad your not here today,
to ***** me out
And my laundry's alot cleaner,
doing it myself
You wanted a superman,
which I'm not
And You thought it was funny,
when I fell
I've been on my knees,
praying for...

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