Long Gone (Skittles) #atozchallenge #poetry

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i found one piece

colored in memories

touching my fingertips

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i hear unstoppable giggles

colored in memories

and silly moments

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 i grasp all that is left

colored in memories

touching my heart

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i remember candy coated silliness

colored in memories

and boys…

Skittles

This is written for friend and colleague Brian Miller and the boys that keep us young.

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Light Verse are whimsical poems  are represented in Limerick, non-sense poems and  Double Dactly.  (the above  is more a free verse)

This is a Limerick-

I met a strange man from Philly

Who everyone said was quite silly

he pulled up a dish, it was covered in fish

and pulled up a chair with fine Lily

***

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again.

Wisely improve the present , it is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear…

~Longfellow

Gnawing Nervousness … #shortyaward #twitter #atoz

Cheers to all those in NYC waiting on the edge of their seat to hear their name called at the Twitter Shorty Awards.

One Stop Poetry - 2011 winner in arts
One Stop Poetry – 2011 winner in arts

It was crazy. One Stop Poetry was a “little blog” on Blogger. Four of us created this community. That then grew on Twitter. This group for poets, then writers and artists, got huge overnight. A team of  8 people (Adam Dustus, Pete Marshall, Brian Miller, Leslie Moon, Gay Cannon, Claudia Schoenfeld, Jessica Kristie, Chris Galford) who never met, got the notice in March 2011 – “You are going to New York. You are selected as one of the six finalists for the Twitter Shorty Award.” My heart soared, my stomach sank. It was too much to hope for  considering we had just started in July.  As I got out of the limo in Times Square, I saw the smiling faces of the people I considered friends and colleagues standing around dressed to the nines. I shook my head the illusion vanished, but i could feel the thousand or more were with us.  I opened my eyes looking for Brian Miller and Adam Dustus wishing that Pete Marshall, our other founder, could have made it across the pond.

“It’s here. It’s now. I am really walking into the auditorium at Times Square.”

It’s not hard for me to imagine things, but this was one of those magical, real moments when they call your name and you’re actually awake. They were calling ours, “One Stop Poetry.”  There was so much chaos they couldn’t get me to the front of the auditorium in time to join my friends and accept the award. It didn’t matter we (each member of the community) were (virtually) standing at the podium as a collective accepting the award.

We tweeted to our supporters “We Won the Twitter Shorty Award for Arts” That tweet circled the globe to poets, writers, and artists.  Each of those folks were part of this. It was a moment to celebrate with them.

***

After the awards, I met some other entrepreneurial types who had worked hard to get recognized, and I met a few who obviously stood out in the celebrity arena. Today, I read the first tweets I sent after our name had been called and felt the same pride and excitement. One Stop Poetry had done what we had sought out to do which was creating a community and giving a voice to the poet/writer even if he or she was in the beginning stages of his/her writing journey.

To you who are waiting on the edge of your heels to find out who will be the recipient of tonight’s award – enjoy the moment and celebrate anticipation’s finest moment.

“And the winner is…”

ospshorty

Livestream from the ceremony

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Nautilus

Darkness All Along #oneshotwednesday

Look at me a tragic flaw

assembled by nature

as a blemish

an embarrassment

surely not meant to embrace

rather shun

***

you don’t know me

you say you do

but you don’t

not really

who does?

no one!

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Take a closer look

look into nothing

For that is what I am

my heart an abysmal void

a web darkly spun

*

I live life alone

on my own terms

sample what you like

there is nothing worth having

 better escape, quickly, run!

*

This is my curse

a world of loveless, nothingness

drawn into dark

away from the light of hope

don’t bother there is no sun

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But then

it is what they wanted

chosen and delivered to me

an anomaly

a freak

being no one

***

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Here’s to another week of One Shot Wednesdays.

I was looking back over my notes and emails in May and June when we were throwing ideas around about One Shot Poetry.  Its been a great year for One Stop Poetry – thanks for your support.

Thanks to Creative Commons and Sarah for the photograph : http://www.flickr.com/photos/dm-set/4144947061/

Nobility Lost? #poetry

Once so noble

they did say

fought fire-breathing dragons

gave his life away

***

Handled a blade

feared not the scourge

he fought with his might

they called it courage

***

He gave much

to win lady fair

for the love of her

his honor he’d share

***

What caused it to happen

that put out the fire?

was this his fate

caught in the mire?

***

That look in her eyes

he knew it was true

she could free him

with  flaming eyes of blue

The picture prompt is part of Friday Poetically hosted by Brian Miller at One Stop Poetry.

Stop the Shaking #Japan #oneshotwednesday

Have you ever heard it?

Felt it?

Lived through

IT?

***

I’m one of the lucky ones

a roaring train shook my country

rocked it to its core

not like the gentle sway of my crib

we no longer have a shore

***

Endless days

sleepless nights

don’t close your eyes

someone else may be gone

oh the pain at first light

***

stop the shaking

please things are breaking

mama’s dishes

papa’s bones

stop the shaking

Please

our

home

is

GONE

This is my poem for One Shot Wednesday. There is no form to it, no rhyme , little reason – so like the world in the Japan of today!! Unicef is there for the relief for Japan’s children.

Photography: courtesy of Getty Images / CNN News

Move over for Spring #poetry #haiku

Storm clouds pushed away

sun visits our world once more

color and life

***

 

Clouds happy again

with the sun come out and play

join in our spring song

***

Blue skies bluer eyes

catch the sun’s rays in her glance

warm days in her arms

***

A dance in the sky

watch them as they twirl in flight

everything alive

***

Small little green face

peer out into a new world

fresh ready for you

 

Photography Courtesy of Creative Commons

“Spring Clouds” L. Moon 2011

Join us over at One Stop Poetry as we get a chance to welcome Spring!!!

Where Stars are Born #oneshotwednesday

I looked up at a star one day

and looked it in the eye

where did you come from

I had to say

before you radiated beauty in the sky?

***

She laughed a bit and blushed some too

with a grin she took my hand

She said

I’ll show you around a bit

show you how I was planned

***

We sailed across the cosmic waves

sorrow  left behind

saw untold beauty

as we journeyed

far and wide

***

We danced and sang

with stars we played

followed comets

in their trail

turned planets on their spindles

and drank the milky way

***

She said let me show you why you’ve come

her point was clear and strong

for as I gazed

I was amazed

it was you and I all along

***

At that moment when our eyes first touched

and sparks flew in the night

they gathered

into one strong burst

before they took to flight

***

she laughed and said “it was great love

that put me in the sky”

she hugged me much

a giggle too

and then she said “goodbye”

This is my poem for One Shot Wednesday. Please join us for a brilliant selection of poetry written by some very talented folks that One Stop Poetry has the privilege of reading and sharing.

Dear reader you must forgive me. I am in withdrawals. I havent written a story for children in too long so here is my romantic spirit and my writing for children merging.

Also … Check out Dancing in Shadow a One Stop duet I had the honor of writing with Sean Vessey.

Thanks to Dagoaty for the delightful pic: http://www.flickr.com/photos/dagoaty/3178288772

Read Behind Those Eyes #oneshotwednesday

Recently I had a friend challenge me to write pieces of my story in prose…

You can’t see

behind vibrant blue

there is a story to be read

in those eyes

windows to the soul

flecks of stars

but not like before …

***

Just a day

one of those

like any other

in a moment

metal and flesh become one

a bloody fusion

so much you can see

that you aren’t looking for

so much is gone

that you had not known

never seen in those eyes

***

what does it mean when …

life is ebbing

like water it flows

through invisible fingers

life poured on the pavement

gravel pitted knees

praying at Heaven’s door

watching, begging

darkness taking it’s claim

no life remains

no energy left to play

no last lover’s kiss

“she’s gone” they proclaim

Why? for she’d lived so few days

*****

For those of you who know me, please read my comment about this poem.

Please join the wonderful community of poets at One Stop Poetry.You are just in time for One Shot Wednesday a time in your week to share and read inspiring works.

I Can’t #HipHop prompt

I can’t get enough of you

I can’t get enough of you

I can’t get enough of you

I can’t get enough of you

 

It’s all I think of

you mess with my heart

mess with my brain

get out of both

going insane

I can’t get away from you

 

I can’t get away from you

 

I can’t get away from you

.

I can’t get away from you

 

Get off my beat

too much heat

I have my own beat

U on the wrong street

I can’t get enough of you

 

I can’t get away from you

 

I can’t get you

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OUT

 

One Stop Poetry– Friday Poetically Music Prompt for Black History Month

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Lover’s Song #oneshotwednesday

Awakened in the morning

serenaded by my favorite sound

“I love you so my darling

you are my heart’s desire”

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Rambling through my day

softly humming my lover’s song

clinging to the phrase

“I am his heart’s desire”

***

A moment that I take

I dream of us awake

passion there is still

“you are my heart’s desire”

***

Prepared to meet his gaze

fragrance fills the air

reminders of my love

hanging here and there

***

Eyes caught in candlelight

there’s longing in my song

“You are my heart’s desire”

you are where I belong…

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This is just one of the many poems shared with One Shot Wednesday. One Stop Poetry is a community. We want to encourage you the artist/ writer/ poet to be the best you can be – join us. Share you passion and inspiration.