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1/16/2018 7:59:19 AM
Topic:
Hello fellow poets

Oliver Furlong
Posts: 3
I'm new to Poetry Soup, and I'm delighted to have found this online community. Does anyone know of any face to face poetry communities in London, UK? I have found plenty of Open Mic Poetry nights, but wondering if there are any groups that meet up?
I'd describe myself as a sensitive soul, a romantic, a spiritual seeker, and prone to deep thinking and looking for meaning in most things around me. I feel that writing, and poetry, in particular, is something that I need to channel as it pours through me, and I love it so much. I try to write every day, on my way to work or after getting home, around looking after kids.
1/16/2018 3:33:11 AM
Topic:
Upon Wind's Wings

Oliver Furlong
Posts: 3
The thrust of the poem is imagining yourself letting go, eyes closed in the feeling that the wind caresses your cheeks and your hair, and being carried away by that feeling, where the soul blends with the element of the wind itself. There are 2 words that stick out for me which distract me from being totally carried away, and they are; "ministration" and "satin". For some reason, they jar with the flow of the other words that evoke the wind.
1/15/2018 9:29:39 PM
Topic:
Hoping some critiques

Beatriz Gomes
Posts: 2
Stephen Wilson-Flo wrote:
There is a lot of sincerity here. I believe you feel this very deeply so first, let me assure you comments I make are about the poem's effectiveness not its honesty. I would call this a self-revelation poem, to enlighten oneself. For a wider audience, I would "show" more and "tell" less. For example "my mouth can not attend my sorrows not anymore", what does that mean? It sounds poetic, but what does it mean. In my opinion, this cries out for specifics, "show" don't "tell". For example, what's the story about addressing her as "forewoman". This might be a confessional poem in which case, excuse me, the speaker dishes the dirt. As unflattering as it sounds, we readers have a voyeuristic need to imagine ourselves there. Let the reader take that the journey with you.
edited by Stephen Wilson-Flo on 1/15/2018

I appreciate the critique, very helpful.
I was influence by Emily Dickinson letters to Susan when writing this poem, their love is very strong and deep, I just wanted to write something they would have.
edited by quiet speaker on 1/15/2018
1/15/2018 2:30:36 PM
Topic:
Hoping some critiques

Stephen Wilson-Floyd
Posts: 33
There is a lot of sincerity here. I believe you feel this very deeply so first, let me assure you comments I make are about the poem's effectiveness not its honesty. I would call this a self-revelation poem, to enlighten oneself. For a wider audience, I would "show" more and "tell" less. For example "my mouth can not attend my sorrows not anymore", what does that mean? It sounds poetic, but what does it mean. In my opinion, this cries out for specifics, "show" don't "tell". For example, what's the story about addressing her as "forewoman". This might be a confessional poem in which case, excuse me, the speaker dishes the dirt. As unflattering as it sounds, we readers have a voyeuristic need to imagine ourselves there. Let the reader take that the journey with you.
edited by Stephen Wilson-Flo on 1/15/2018
1/15/2018 2:16:59 PM
Topic:
Upon Wind's Wings

Stephen Wilson-Floyd
Posts: 33
As I understand it, poems can be for self exploration, family, friends and fellow worshipers. Or it can be for a wider audience. For this to be more appealing to a wider audience, I would rewrite this without the archaic language. In my opinion, if poetry is relevant in today's world, it should be written in the modern idiom. I can't think of a modern published poet with any wide readership who uses this kind of style. It should be an easy fix, should you choose to do it. Best wishes!
1/15/2018 11:22:05 AM
Topic:
Upon Wind's Wings

Oliver Furlong
Posts: 3
A very beautiful and well-balanced poem, it doesn't bother me the last paragraph is 4 lines long. The soul of a real poet is in here, you have touched mine, and I thank you for that. Amazing.
1/15/2018 9:45:24 AM
Topic:
What to do, I m feeling ashamed

Faraz Ajmal
Posts: 7
My dear frienrs, my name is Faraz and i m a 15 years old guy, well I m from Pakistan and currently doing my O levels, well everything was perfect, I was doing tol from always, but just before our Cambridge papers, they took our pracrise exams and I m ashamed to say that I got really bad numbers, it s for second time in my history, first was when I was in class 3 and now, I just don t know how to face the class tomorrow because today I was absent and my brother tols me that this mews has become really popular, everybody was talking about it, I m feeling really ashamed to go to class tomorrow as everyone will say that Faraz what happened to you, my mother was really angry but she later assure me that she trust me and she s sure that I ll again do top in my Cambridge exams which are in May. But here s the point, it take me 5 years to build up a respect and it s fallen in just one second, now I again have to built it and wait for another seven months for the next papers whixh will be Cambridge, there results will come in August, I just don t know how to face my classmates and teachers. My Chemistry teacher never like me and now she has an additional point to dislike me, further this was the first time that the boys and girls were competating, and everybody was saying my name, so I ve also lost my reputation I was thinking of building in girls as they didn t know that I was topper, this was my chance but it s ruined
1/15/2018 1:21:36 AM
Topic:
Hoping some critiques

Beatriz Gomes
Posts: 2
. Love You.
My dear forewoman, laughed about us today yet? It's a new day here -- our nights awake, our stories made -- sky is now waiting to grasp the sun back of the another pace of Earth; The sea insisted to talk to me the other day but I couldn't hear him at the non-expected embrace of my sister arms, I told her that and she laughed -- When I was a prayer I would stand so much bravery onto people grounding on me, but my dearly, stations passes through us for so long. Do you pray for us? cause you don't have to, I know you don't. You were right all along, I'm a fool. Is it to selfish to pray for you to come back our home?-- individualism "has me talkin'" -- my mouth can not attend my sorrows not anymore... at this point, nearby on envy, I wonder if are still spaces on you to learn, how can you do that?! -- We, the ones that love and dies for our loves have this manner to think our hearts know it all -- The forewoman grasps the hole world from the concept till the my world's end -- When I die please, let me go knowing that you loved me, that you touched me, that you held me, philosophy me on you, woman! because of you I'd never be still. Held by held you let you go off me.
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1/14/2018 9:42:59 AM
Topic:
Poll Question: Featured Poetic Forms...

Ibidun O.
Posts: 2
Yes.
1/14/2018 1:18:34 AM
Topic:
Upon Wind's Wings

Laurie Woodward
Posts: 1
Gentle wind, please
Go not from me.

Rather hold me in thine uplifting arms.
For thy tender ministrations are my sustenance
Each satin, sweet caress a blessing.

Bold wind, please
Go not from me.

Rather wrap me in whirlwinds' chaos
That play with my garments and tease at my hair
Flowing over, around and through me like a river

Storm wind, please
Go not from me.

Rather entwine me in thy heart
Let me feel thy power, to lay waste and to rend.
Then, when my body fails, rend from it my soul
That it may fly always with the wind
1/12/2018 7:48:31 AM
Topic:
How Wonderful It is

Joe Nguyen
Posts: 1
How Wonderful it is

How wonderful it is,
When I find your love
Bird swimming
Fish flying
Sun rising on my shoulders
And on the rolling clouds, Flowers blooming.

How wonderful it is,
When my heart filled with your blessings
Earth rejoicing
Air chanting
Life praising.

How wonderful it is,
When You are my dreams
And all my thoughts are full of your mercy
For, your compassion fills my world
Ev'ryday I sing your glory.

How wonderful it is,
When You are my life
My whole life is thirsting for You, above
Thanks be to You, my sweet Lord Jesus Christ
Sprinkle my life, please, with your eternal love.

How wonderful when my life rests in your caring hands.
How wonderful when I'm one of your children.
How wonderful when You are with me, always.
And how wonderful I am your lowly servant.

Joe Hung Nguyen
1/11/2018 11:57:14 PM
Topic:
Still Child?

Snehika Vijay
Posts: 1
Still Child?




With a blinding smile

I just realised,

I'm getting old in life

But the child in me is still alive.




That sometimes turns me into an imbecile,

But all's forgiven

As long as get to skip tiles

And chomp on fries.




Have I grown up at all?

Oh yes I did quite a lot,

Because now it's the child in me

That keeps me alive.




It's the child in me

Who reminds me to smile,

Tells me it's ok to cry,

Asks me to get up and fight.




Its the child in me

Who daydreams and drools,

Shows me stars when there is no moon,

Helps me survive punctuated with a smile.










Constructive criticism is welcomed

Thanks in advance

Happy reading!!
1/10/2018 4:51:25 PM
Topic:
Don't Shoot the Messenger

Bob Atkinson
Posts: 227
Sweet
1/9/2018 6:22:50 PM
Topic:
Completely new to me

Brenden Pruchniewicz
Posts: 1
Hello, my name is Brenden I'm 26 years old and live in Buffalo, NY. Ive always enjoyed writing some poetry and expressing emotions, i just never chose to do so publicly. Im very shy. But i would like to get myself out there so here it is! if anyone has read any of my work and has anything to say or would just like to chat i would love to do so! i look forward to the experience of being involved with an online community.
1/9/2018 3:43:23 PM
Topic:
Outside Time

Bob Ewing
Posts: 1
Haze skirts the hills.
The day will break hot.
Now though, I step
Into a space where
Manufactured time does
Not exist.
As I slip through the threshold,
The mundane world vanishes like
A rejected blanket on a
Warm summer’s night.
Here I stand isolated and
Insulated but deeply connected.
A crow’s morning call, Caw, caw,
Penetrates pleasantly puncturing
The shelter.
Sitting on my garden stool
Surrounded by fundamental Life,
Not primordial but,
A cooperation between human and plant,
A natural hybrid.
In here, even for the briefest
Moment, hope renews like
A young shoot recently escaped
From a seed, reaching for air.
The connection most basic,
Element for element, results
In a fair exchange between plant and I.
1/9/2018 1:07:52 PM
Topic:
A little something about me

Jim Slaughter
Posts: 1
Born and grew up in West Texas. Graduated from Texas Tech University. Taught English and some French and Spanish, for far too long, first in Texas and then in California. Acted professionally for a few years, the high point was being cast in a production of "Man of la Mancha" with Howard Keel (anyone remember him?). Retired and moved to Springfield, Mo in 2003 and have been happy here ever since. Started writing, I suppose, to fill the void where acting used to be. I still love and want to entertain, I'm just "performing" on a different stage now.
1/8/2018 8:06:46 AM
Topic:
Premium Membership

peter walsh
Posts: 1
This may seem silly but how do I go about paying and becoming a Premium Member?
1/7/2018 3:57:15 PM
Topic:
Capture Him

levi johnson
Posts: 11
I like your imagery descriptions and I can see your canvas being painted--this is the strength of the verse. Your love theme is well done, but be careful of being a bit trite: "You are my sun and moon," sounds a little common for a creative person. In terms of your form and structure, I know one word lines and stanzas without breaks are trendy, but its not easy on the reader. It comes across as being choppy vis-a-vis flowing. I see a number of natural breaks you could make without altering meaning or effectiveness. I'm not sure that one or two word lines is achieving the emphasis that you seek. It reminds me of those who make bold or capitalize certain words for emphasis. Your writing skill is good enough to do that in your verse. Have a great day
1/7/2018 1:28:22 PM
Topic:
The Way

Raji Malla
Posts: 1
Sometimes you have to be re-born, dissolving your good and bad into the time that’s going to pass anyway.

The corpses you are carrying are meant to be buried. They are empty of life anyway.

Entify your dream that holds up your purpose. It was never a fantasy anyway.

Fall again and rise again. That’s how the Sun does it anyway.

Look out for a brace in need. No man could ever make it unescorted anyway.

Overpower your fears and crack your doubts. They are alone standing in your way.

You can only live now and try now. Tomorrow is dubious anyway.
1/7/2018 12:35:48 PM
Topic:
Capture Him

Carissa Clanton
Posts: 23
I want to paint you
The way I want to paint the sunset.
Splash the universe across a canvas,
Capture infinities with a brush.
My brush.
Coated bristles
Dripping truth,
Trailing dreams.
Your body is my muse:
Lips of satin
Eyes like storms,
Or seas,
Skin the petals of a flower
I always long to taste.
I want to paint you
And every bite mark
On your shoulders,
Your neck,
Every fingerprint I leave-
Seen
Or unseen.
Clothed or unclothed.
You’re a sirem
And I’m a drowning ship rat.
You tether me.
You are my sun
And my moon
And an eternity of stars.
I want to paint you,
Spray your smile
In the alleys
Of every city I cross.
Replace your blood with ink
And etch you into my pores.
Pull you into my soul,
Fill my emptiness
With your heartbeat.




I'd love some feedback! Thanks





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