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April 4, 2016
National Poetry Month on Tell Me a Story
In my continuing celebration of April 2016 as National Poetry Month, I announce that for my Tell Me a Story program I am presenting, POETS!
The month began with the April 1st program featuring The Poetry of Suzi Hendricks, an inspirational speaker and author from Grovetown, Georgia.
Throughout the rest of this month, I plan to feature several different poets and will post the programs as we get closer to each Friday (which is when the program airs). Who is next?? I’ll...
Of Butterflies and Men
Once butterflies
Would excite
And delight
The boy.
His heart would overflow with joy
At the sight of his new toy.
The boy’s passion grew.
He thought it true
That butterflies would stay.
To him they did flit
For a moment on a flower sit
Then pass away.
He came to disdaine
Butterflies for they caused him pain
Yet the boy knew well
He was under their spell
And could not refrain
From sorrow and pain.
Listening to the rain
Running down the drain
He thought on how life passes us by.
With the but...
April 3, 2016
Poems and Flowers
I gazed upon a flower, a thing of beauty.
A scientist said, “It is my duty
To explain it’s purpose,
Let us look beneath The petals surface”.
I watched how the light did slant
Throwing dancing beams upon the plant.
But the scientist ranted
About the structure of that flower, so lovingly planted.
Is not a poem a thing of beauty?
Yet the critic sees it as his duty
To deconstruct every line.
Oh what happened to the poet’s verse divine?!
Why spend hours
Analysing poems and flowers
When we can r...
April 2, 2016
They Dance on the Edge of a Ledge
The audience watches askance
As they dance
On the edge
Of a ledge.
Feet moving faster.
The music and laughter.
What follows after
Cool reflection or disaster?
She stoops but who conquers?
The situation bonkers.
A man old enough to be her father.
They would rather
Not think
On those who wink
And titter.
A bitter taste
Is a man’s disgrace
Yet still men dally
With silk and lace.


Deception
Many skirt
The issue.
The time is short
And dearly bought.
A tissue
Of lies
And midnight sighs.
A girl growing up forsook
The straight path and took
A step down a perilous track.
One may turn back
But many lack
The will.
In the still
Of night
Delight
For one.
A soul is gone
And time rolls on.
Greying hairs.
She swears
All is not lost
And counts the cost
Of fixed smiles
And denials
No longer believed
By those she deceives.


Real Writers Don’t Self-Publish
One of the things I love about doing what I do is that I have the ability to connect so closely with you guys and speak on the topics that matter to you. Yesterday, a fellow writer shared an article from The Guardian, For me traditional publishing means poverty. But self-publish? No way.She wanted my take on what the author had to say.
All right.
For those who’ve been following this blog for any amount of time, I hope I’ve been really clear that I support all paths of pu...
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An important issue which is not given the attention it warrants. Kevin
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Although my blog is primarily for Authors and Readers to get together, there are causes I feel need (and can) to be addressed by everyone, regardless of who or where theyare, but especially by authors and bloggers, who have a greater influence than most.
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April 1, 2016
Nightmare
Nightmare.
Terrors buried deep
Creep
Out and stare
Me full in the face.
There is no hiding place
When the black mare
Stirs
From the stable.
Her coat sable
As night.
Banishes delight.
Awaking.
Shaking
Off fear
Yet nightmare crouches near.
In the shadows she hides
And bides
Her time waiting for sleep
Then out she doth creep.
I turn and run
But my dark mistress must have her fun.
When day is done
She will come.


March 31, 2016
People caught reading on London Underground to be fined £5 as from 1 April
Yesterday evening I met a friend who works for Transport for London. After a few pints he confided in me that London Underground will be introducing fines for those found to be reading books on the tube. According to my friend who, for obvious reasons wishes to remain anonymous, there have been many accidents caused by commuters so absorbed in their reading matter they have failed to notice the person closest to them and poked them in the eye with a book, newspaper or magazine. There is also,...
Top 10 Reasons to Create Little Free Libraries in Your Community by Tammy Mulligan and Clare Landrigan
This is a wonderful idea. My local station’s waiting room has a bookcase full of books anyone can read, while my favourite local pub has a sellection of titles that anyone can borrow. Kevin
We often support schools and communities with promoting summer reading. We want students to continue their “readerly lives” over the summer. A few years ago, we were researching ideas to get books to students in different communities and we came across Little Free Libraries. We immediately...