April is National Poetry month

Poetry.org is a fine place to find info on all things poetic. The following info was found there and what great ideas!

Inaugurated by the Academy of American Poets in 1996, National Poetry Month is

now held every April, when schools, publishers, libraries, booksellers, and
poets throughout the United States band together to celebrate poetry and its
vital place in American culture. Thousands of organizations participate through
readings, festivals, book displays, workshops, and other events.

In this age of mechanical and digital reproduction, it's easy to carry a
poem, share a poem, or start your own PIYP day event. Here are some ideas of how
you might get involved:

Start a "poems for pockets" give-a-way in your school or workplace

Urge local businesses to offer discounts for those carrying poems

Post pocket-sized verses in public places

Handwrite some lines on the back of your business cards

Start a street team to pass out poems in your community

Distribute bookmarks with your favorite immortal lines

Add a poem to your email footer

Post a poem on your blog or social networking page

Project a poem on a wall, inside or out

Text a poem to friends

I have a few friends here I would like to give a bit of the poetry to. This are the lines and phrases which formed me.

To Andrea D.: The Charge of the Light Brigade


"ours is not to reason why, ours is but to do and die"
"Ours" here means "our duty." Tennyson was saying the horsemen had no
choice about obeying or even thinking about the command, but to blindly obey it
even though they knew it would cost them their lives. Personally, I have FOUGHT this fataliztic attitude my whole life. I was not born to die or to bare a cross if you feel this way much of my poetry is meant to dissuade you.

To Charles Henderson & Carolyn: The Children's Hour by Longfellow

I have you fast in my fortress,
  And will not let you depart,
But put you down into the dungeon
In the round-tower of my heart.

And there will I keep you forever,
  Yes, forever and a day,
Till the walls shall crumble to ruin,
  And moulder in dust away!

*You are in my fortress ;).


To Cyndi: Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening

The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
And miles to go before I sleep.

*We who have seen the woods no longer fear it. It is in our hearts.


Please JOIN in and leave a poem for me OR for anyone else you like...I will add more as the blog progresses HAPPY POETRY MONTH

Here is a link to the Pulitzer Prize Winner in Poetry READING her poems.

http://davepoems.wordpress.com/2013/01/21/sharon-olds-stags-leap/

PS...Listen they are more like PROSE and NOT RHYMED