NEW PROMPT -7-7-2010 - check out the details!

[ken]

you are all winners to me, great poems my freinds

[Alicia]

great writes, my friends

[Alicia]

ETERNAL SLEEP

Under
a glass Bell Jar,
Sylvia Plath was captive
lost and insane. Pray she’s found peace
within eternal sleep.

©Alicia

[Cherrie]

SHE WHO WALKS LIKE A LION


Birth name
Paulette. Zulu
name, Ntosake Shange, means
“she who comes with her own things” and
“who walks like a lion.”


©Cherrie

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[bridge]

fantastic poem everyone!

[Lisa Arnold]

hey Alicia, I put the pic in for you

great poems Alicia and Cherrie

[heart2heart]

Great pensees Lisa and Harry. Nice to see a form I'm not familiar with, so here's my contribution:

When I
go for a walk
and see a friend, I always
think of Robert Frost and the words
in his "A time to talk"

Robert Frost is my favourite poet and writer, I think mainly because he wrote poetry for everyman, without much metaphor, and although he did live in the US for most of his life, he spent a great deal of his younger days in Scotland. Perhaps that is why I've always held a fascination for him, hehe .

Here is his "A time to talk" by the way

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk
I don't stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven't hoed
And shout from where I am, "What is it?"
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground
Blade-end up and five feet tall
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit

Heart2Heart

[b4sunset]

wonderful gifts, lisa and silent-one!!

[b4sunset]

dana and icee... way too cool! thanks!!

[b4sunset]

great gifts, kat and all..

[b4sunset]

HERE's MINE: on pablo neruda

bewitched,
the petal groans
of human thighs curled between
shutters of sleep and morning plums
"carnal apple" wets skin

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[Lisa Arnold]

Jul 8, 2010 12:13:20 GMT -5 heart2heart said:

Great pensees Lisa and Harry. Nice to see a form I'm not familiar with, so here's my contribution:

When I
go for a walk
and see a friend, I always
think of Robert Frost and the words
in his "A time to talk"

Robert Frost is my favourite poet and writer, I think mainly because he wrote poetry for everyman, without much metaphor, and although he did live in the US for most of his life, he spent a great deal of his younger days in Scotland. Perhaps that is why I've always held a fascination for him, hehe .

Here is his "A time to talk" by the way

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk
I don't stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven't hoed
And shout from where I am, "What is it?"
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground
Blade-end up and five feet tall
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit

Heart2Heart

;D Heart


it is good to see your poem...great job

very nice poem by Frost

good luck

[Lisa Arnold]

Jul 8, 2010 16:49:23 GMT -5 b4sunset said:

wonderful gifts, lisa and silent-one!!

;D Nenette

[Lisa Arnold]

Jul 8, 2010 17:33:46 GMT -5 b4sunset said:

HERE's MINE: on pablo neruda

bewitched,
the petal groans
of human thighs curled between
shutters of sleep and morning plums
"carnal apple" wets skin

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wow, this is fantastic Nenette

much luck to you

[Reggie]

;D Alicia, Cherrie, heart and Nenette for your wonderful poems


Everyone did a fantastic job, and I thnk you for your poems

the pensee poetry prompt is now over