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I know of pink corners in the mind: Forest of sweet perfumes, whose travelers lend a hand to the breasts of sunset and its nervous mapping of amateur stars.

The Poetry of Matthew Goff

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You stare at me, impatient to be away
as the five o’clock light dapples your
marbled nakedness. Your eyes are already
elsewhere, every nerve striving escape.Carolyn O'Connell

Seen as it's Nanowrimo, to celebrate my triumph so far in writing over 50% of my 50,000 word novel I have lowered the price of my last E-book published Poems For All Occasions to $1.99/£1.27. Grab a bargain now while you can!

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I published my first poetry e-book. I write about everything that crosses my heart and my mind. My poems are free and uncontrolled, and I like to think that they are original. :)

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Corridors of My Mind by Angel M.B. Chadwick

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Excerpt:

Mirror, Mirror

No one visits me anymore
No one wants to hear my same original score
What am I here for?
If not, to poke and prod at every unsightly pore
I am the reflection of the past, present and future of what has gone wrong, what will go wrong, what has been improved and what needs to be improved
I’m the part of the psyche that never fades
And here I am collecting shade
I’m the reason why vanity and insecurity sustains
And here I am collecting shade
But, I will never fade
No, I will never fade
I’m transcendent lurking in the eyes of the judgmental
Of store windows, in broken hearts
I’m part of you, part of the truth
I am darkness
I am light
The place where you can’t hide your weakness or narcissistic tendencies
I am your soothsayer
I am your purveyor of reality
And here I am collecting shade
But, I will never fade
Lock me away, throw away the key
You’ll never get rid of me
I’m your worst nightmare
I’ve crawled inside
No, you cannot hide
Not even your staunch mental illness can keep you away from what I provide
Close the blinds
Bury your head under the covers
Lie there and blubber like an idiot
I’ll be there when you need me again
When you want to pretend
No matter what we’ll always be lifelong friends.

Angel wrote: "Corridors of My Mind by Angel M.B. Chadwick

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Hi Angela,

Just read your poem. Very powerful

Thanks, Carolyn. And the name's Angel.

Angel wrote: "Thanks, Carolyn. And the name's Angel."

Sorry for the typo

Carolyn wrote: "Angel wrote: "Thanks, Carolyn. And the name's Angel."

Sorry for the typo"

That's ok.

Beautiful poem Douglas. Thanks for sharing! :)

You are welcome! Happy Thanksgiving to you too! :)

Douglas wrote: "Happy Thanksgiving!! But let us remember the true spirit of this holiday and read some poetry about the Native Americans.
Our excerpt today comes from a poem in this book called: Scoouwa
James Smit..."
Very interesting poem Douglas

Happy New Year to everyone! Just before Christmas I was a Guest Reader at the last Rhythm & Muse at the Ram Jam in Kingston, Surrey England. My Book Timelines was well received and the poetry evening was accompanied by music and poetry from LiTTle Machine celebrating the poetry of Carole Anne Duffy our poet laureate and W.W.1 poetry. Great evening in prestigious company. Anyone interested in reading my poems I hope this will intrigue -

TAKE-AWAY BED

It grabbed me from the street.
Among sleek furniture of steel
scattered throughout the store
it was a tactile as fingers, opulent,
cased in leather brown as old books.

A bed scattered with old pillows,
a matching duvet, promising to envelop
dreams with images of decadence
far from this polystyrene pavement,
the enclosing, windswept tower blocks.
Carolyn O'Connell

Timelines

My poetry is included in Mirrored Voices an anthology of worldwide poetry by emerging poets on goodreads, 5 star ratings. Timelines my collection will let you find further poetry to delve into.

Here's the link to my 5 books:
CreateSpace eStore: https://www.createspace.com/5268578

Hi everyone,

I have two poetry books available for review.

You. Are. Not. Alone.
and Diary Of The Heart: An Obsessive Infatuation

If you would like to review my books (honest reviews are fully welcomed), I can email the full PDF file of the book(s) to you.

Please message me if you are interested.

I look forward to hearing from you.

Yours sincerely,

W. R. Watkins

Whispered Kisses: Classical Poetry for a Modern TimeMy first book of poems was published in late February of this year, and I'm very proud to share it with all of you. Here's a sample of my more recent work:

Sonnet lxix: Catharsis

Face to face, lips barely an inch apart,
Eyes closing with a calm, contented sigh,
The only sound the beating of my heart,
There's no one else on earth: just you and I.

The hands caress each other's gentle curves,
And foreheads touch -- the lips are closer in,
There's no chance of us calming down our nerves,
And gentlest kiss I place upon your chin.

At last, our eager lips, tentatively,
Graze each other, the teasing such a bliss,
Closer, hungrier, so desperately,
Finally caught in perfect, endless kiss.

A kiss so perfect that it must be treasured;
The kiss by which all future ones are measured.


Thanks for reading, everyone. It's a pleasure to meet you all.


Whispered Kisses: Classical Poetry for a Modern Time

Hello everyone,

For those of you who have marked my book as 'To-Read', or anyone else who would like a copy, I am running a limited promotion: From now until the end of April 2015, I am offering signed copies of Whispered Kisses for a flat fee of $20 USD, including shipping (Canada and US only). Payments are made via Paypal at my.perfect.juliet@gmail.com.

Order yours today!

Nikitha Hingad

Hi everyone,

My debut poetry book is available worldwide.http://www.amazon.com/Philia-Sophia-c...

My poetry collection TIMELINES published by INDIGO DREAMS is being well received at poetry gigs. Has been to Rhythm & Muse, Poetry Cafe, Camden Poetry, Free Poetry Richmond and Kingston on Thames. If you want to enjoy this collection and join those who are buying this you can get a copy via this linkTimelinesTimelines

Whispered Kisses is a collection of romantic/erotic poems in classical styles such as sonnets, ballads and odes.

Hello everyone, I'm pleased to be apart of this group and I'm looking forward to meeting other poets.
I wanted to share my book info, She of Thorn: Poems and Rhyme of A Heart Unkind 200 poems of unrequited love and loss. SHE debuted a few weeks ago and already has gathered some stellar reviews. If heartache and pain is your drug, SHE is your fix.
Many thanks.

Hi Everyone,

Excerpts from my poetry book:

I live today in your memoirs
Some courage, an unknown strength, your words breathe into me
And though you lie cold and dead
You manage to make me emulate
Your treaded path, your valued thoughts
Your life which you led carefree
Each step you took built me up
What I am today, what I reflect
And though there is pain around
I remember those words you said to me
Life can never be the same always
It rises and falls, it prods and stalls
Yet whatever it is - with all its hues
Life is beautiful indeed.

***************

If you'd like to read more of my poetry, you can find it on Amazon at discounted prices for a limited time:

http://www.amazon.com/Poems-Should-Re...

Enjoy!

My Life in Limbo: Poetry of a Boy Gone Mad is a book I wrote. I'm trying to spread the word and get some feedback so please, if interested, let me know and perhaps I can help with your work too.

If you've liked Mirrored Voices and want to read more of my poetry then go for my collection "Timelines" published by Indigo Dreams www.indigodreams.co.uk/bookshop
Timelines
by Carolyn O'Connell (Goodreads Author)
5.0 of 5 stars 5.00 · rating details · 2 ratings · 1 review
Timelines is the long-awaited first full collection from Carolyn O'Connell. Carolyn writes accessible poetry on a variety of themes and the collection will have broad appeal to all poetry lovers.
Her work is inspired by her Irish heritage, current events and membership of poetry organisations. She is a member of The Poetry Society and listed on Poetrypf.co.uk and her work has been translated into Romanian.
Beautiful tender poems, rich in many ways: in O'Connell’s unique linguistic turns, where ‘hymns’ can be ‘conducted / by spiraling arcs of Spitfires’; in detailed imagery and its expression, whether the serenity of a single flower petal or the incessant shifting in a cityscape; in its unflinching observation of the ties that bind. Change whistles through these flawlessly-musical lines, wherein ‘ emotions / are gathered with the fruit to savour / through the cold’... Timelines has a vital energy that I know will draw me back to it.Anne Stewart Editor poetrypf
A wonderful collection of interesting and thoughtful poems. While away a few hours and enjoy Carolyn's tender and rich verse, A perfect addition to any book case (less)
Paperback, First, 66 pages
Published September 22nd 2014 by Indigo Dreams
original titleTimelines
ISBN13ISBN13:97819X
edition languageEnglish

My new poetry book is now available in paperback. Beauty is Felt in the Soul is a combination of my photography and poetry. It can be purchased at the link below.

http://www.blurb.com/b/6251272-beauty...


It is also available on amazon.com for Kindle, and the Apple iBookstore.

With the code SK87V my e-book on Smashwords is only 1.05$. The code is valid until August 7th 2015.

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Here is one poem from the collection: :)

Do, Follow Your Dream

Do, follow your dream
but you should know
Witches, monsters and demons
will always be very close

Barbed wires and sharpened rocks
will somehow on your path show
Those bandits hate on your cheek
even the one grain of glow

Following dreams is willingly
tripping, rolling and falling
It sounds silly, I know
Nevertheless, I repeat
Do, follow your dream

Hey guys, I published my first book of poetry, (second is in the works) Penman's Promise last August. It explores themes of love, loss, determination and nostalgia, painting scenes of each within its petty confines. They aren't meant to impress or impose, but rather inspire and ignite the fire within us all. I hope you enjoy it, thank you.

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2...

"Adam Levon Brown's collection of poetry, Musings of a Madman, is honest and compelling. I was impressed by how open and fearless the poet was with sharing his feelings about things that are obviously important to him. Brown gives the reader bold enough to enter into Musings of a Madman a lot to think about and feel, and it's well worth the challenge to do just that. By the end of the collection, I felt enriched and moved by the experience and am eager to read more of this talented poet's work. Musings of a Madman is highly recommended."
- Jack Magnus, Readers' Favorite

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Philia and SophiaNikitha Hingad

Hi guys, i published my book of poetry last year. It is a collection of contemporary poetry that were written at a hard time for me.

https://www.createspace.com/4968579

Excerpt:

I am choking,
on the smell,
of burned childhood
Breathing in deep,
the absence of innocence.
The drones have left,
in their wake
Broken homes
and shattered dreams
Hearts beautified
With bullet holes.
I am not afraid,
We exchange vows
And bury our dead
we kiss our lovers
With thirst and passion
For when the drones strike.

Peace has temporarily left the building
Hope has hugged us
and sang us lullabies
Hope has warmed those
Cold winter nights
Peace has temporarily left the building

-Obamas drones

Hey Everyone,

The Macabre Masterpiece: Poems of Horror and Gore is FREE for Halloween.

Pick yourself up a copy!

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My new book Rainbow and Roses was published in November. It is a collection for children and adults - so a bit of a mix :) A quick read -

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QUEST

Come with me
and climb a rainbow
one colour at a time
until we reach the clouds.
We can drift away
with the billowing grey
on a quest to catch
a wandering star.
And on that star
we can make a wish
that our moment
will last forever.

I reduced the price of my book on Amazon for these Holidays. Now it costs only 0.99$. Unfortunately, this pricing is not available in all countries, and it is beyond my power to fix this problem.

If you can't buy it for 0.99$ on Amazon, you can get it on Smashwords with the code LM93D

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My new book, Still the Dawn: Poems and Ballads, is a collection of poems and ballads I wrote between the years of 1983 and 2015. Here is the title poem of my book:
Still the Dawn

Still the dawn,
still the dew,
still the moments
dwindling down to few.

Still the shade,
still the light,
still the heron
flapping wings for flight.

Fill the air,
fill the sea,
fill the forests
falling rain to be.

In the background,
it will go on.
There is comfort
in what will come has gone.

Still the orb,
still the glass,
still the lion
leaping through the grass.

Still the dream,
still the heart,
still the lover
praying not to part.




Still the Dawn: Poems and Ballads

Hello everyone, I've been looking quite some time for poetry lovers. I hope this is the spot. It's nice to meet all of you. I've recently published an epic poem/novel in verse. I was hoping you could check it out. It's titled Yaser and Yasmeen. Here is an excerpt from the beginning of chapter 1:
I am Yaser, born of a world engulfed in darkness
And although many of us tried to remove it of sadness
It seemed that it went in vain, and so in misery I drowned
And people often asked me, why did I always carry a frown?
For in a world of lies, when one began to think
His whole being into darkness would sink
And so I carried on, through a voided life
And people still asked me, why did I go through much strife?
There was no healing of this world that had lost its hope
And although I’ve clung unto the comfort of various ropes
It seemed that nothing could inspire this world to construction
It seemed that there was never such a thing as redemption
I dragged my feet along the street, in a place so damp
I looked high upon a street light, that oh so lonely lamp
And although such a light, like the sun’s, is something I did need
I looked back at the world, and realized it was immersed in greed
And so my friends told me, to cheer up a while
My friend, Omar, tried to enlighten me with his smile
Yet when one connected the dots of this world, it seemed that light was nonexistent
And it seemed that the connecting power of love was severed, in a manner so resistant

I hope you can look deeper into the book by going here:
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Thank you in advance for any support you show, and please PM me if you want to chat!

Saleh

Four Degrees of Separation is out!
60 poems.
Four Degrees of Separation

Read some of my poems here, only then decide to buy the book. http://www.poemhunter.com/rochelle-po...

The blurbs say:

Potkar speaks with the cutting clarity of a woman wholly engaged with the world. She writes from the gilded moment vulnerability becomes knowledge, and then when knowledge becomes wisdom. The result, in all cases, is the poem: clever and crafted to a kind of broken perfection—the cracks show, but the shattered places are dusted with powdered gold. “If a day is a life, a word is a story,” Potkar writes. Her poetry condenses life into a gilded day, a story into a single word, as only a masterful poet can do it, or a woman can feel it.

Mookie Katigbak-Lacuesta

Four degrees of separation is a book to be opened like pulling down the covers of a lovers’ bed, pages of poems like sheets to be inhaled, scents that will invade dreams. Jaguars stalk through these poems; mangoes, the sweet, salty vinegar of bodies in love, bodies falling out of love–and the city of Bombay too is omnipresent, ripe with cats and blossoms, heaps of saris, “anklets clinking to camel bells.” This book is a conversation, an invitation to heed the advice of a wise grandmother, who says, “Don’t love a man more than he knows what to do with it/like chocolate over a child’s face/or a small body in a large shirt….love him a little less/So he comes, wagging his desires.” This book is also a cry of lament to a grandmother who “cherished sons over daughters.” The tangles of lovers, of love lost, and of family relationships, all fuel these poems. We are all connected, for better and for worse, these poems insist, as an aunt “searched for zeros in every person/like ingredients in a soup.” “A grudge is a wound that never seeks healing,” writes Potkar in one of the many wise observations guiding this collection, where even amidst the chaos of life and love, “every tree holds the silence of the earth/under its armpits.”

Rachel Rose

This books is available only for worldwide distribution only at this site:
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The book is currently FREE until the 30th:

http://smarturl.it/LABoC

Samples from the book, Like A Box Of Chocolates:

Razorblades and Revolutions

Battling against time as it sits at a stand still
The overwhelming rush of thoughts uncharted
Sharpe is the blade, keen and made to kill
It takes precision to make one feel outsmarted
The structure is in the tips as it brushes against skin
Until it infiltrates like a soldier behind enemy lines
Tempting is the feeling to go forth with sin
Taking out and piercing into whatever it finds
Order must be restored and this is one of the choices
Dangling freedom in front of the beheld eyes
Listen to the brain-waves not the inner voices
The image is an illusion, it’s the blades disguise
The longer contemplated the more the idea worsens
So that it becomes more than a means of escape
Like the hope of heaven awaiting with 1,000 virgins
If the Razorblade’s are love then Revolution is rape


Upon the Strike of Midnight

Tick,
A man sits still in his chair
Tock,
A bird sits perched on a branch
Tick,
The man hears nothing and is unaware
Tock,
The bird glares, seemingly in a trance
Tick,
Suddenly the man hears all the sounds
Tock,
Loudly, the bird caws every thirty seconds
Tick,
The volume fills the room in surround
Tock,
The bird cawing like a broken record
Tick,
The man now suddenly hears a rapping
Tock,
The bird flies to the window sill
Tick,
He now hears a quiet gentle tapping
Tock,
Again the bird sits perched and still
Tick,
Maddened, the man screams in a fright
Tock,
The bird seems amused by his proclamation
Silence......
The bird flies away satisfied causing devastation
Nevermore.....
Clock stops upon the strike of midnight

A message from A. F. B. Griffey,

A selection of upbeat, fun poems to read to 4 – 7’s. Using rhythm and rhyme, the book embraces modern life, with mobile phones and computers. It also offers a scattering of dinosaurs, giraffes and robots - oh and an angry viper - just to spice things up.

These are poems that can be read to your children at home, whilst snuggled upon the settee or utilized as a circle time resource within nursery/pre-school, plus included within the primary school classroom as part of an organised poetry session – to encourage and build upon the child’s enthusiasm for rhythm and rhyme. With lively illustrations it will engage and inspire.

Available on Amazon: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/099355640X

Or from:

http://www.louannveepublishing.co.uk

Still a chance to win via: goodreads giveaway - offer running until 20th May.

My second poetry collection "Indestructible & Other Poems" is published. :)

https://www.amazon.com/Indestructible...

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Beautiful picture on the front cover. Looks good. Good luck.

A.F.B. wrote: "Beautiful picture on the front cover. Looks good. Good luck."

Thank you very much! :)

Mi libro Los poemas me eligen es gratis hasta 10 de agosto en Kobo y Barnes&Noble.

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Hi All,

My ebook of poetry '22 poems on love and life' is free from Apr 14th to 18th here:

https://www.amazon.in/22-Poems-Love-L...

"The Little Girl and the River


The little girl sits by the riverside
Heavy her heart, her tears a tide
A shattered soul within, challenges her might
She budges a little, but chooses to fight
Hope is faint, no anchor to prod
Bruised and beaten, yet her dream is her god..."


A beautiful collection of poems - 'The Little Girl and the River & Other Poems' . Here's the Amazon link to the ebook:

https://www.amazon.com/Little-Girl-Ri...

New ebook of poetry 'The Little Girl and the River & Other Poems' free on Amazon from Apr 23rd to 27th. Here's the link and excerpt below:

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06ZZ65JDT

"
When Love Became Saviour


When she was a little girl long ago
Innocent, filled with ignorance about the world
She had slowly learnt to live with pain
Or her memories would never let her grow up
Those hurting memories of broken trust
When immaculate love was but, betrayed
That dirty touch of a trusted kin
Those vile looks of an older acquaintance
She kept it a secret as advised
It throttled her, but she gulped it down
She learnt to live with her fears and shame
And a certain guilt which knew no name
Until she was soothed to a great extent
By love of a different kind
Love - fragrant and innocent, just like hers
Filled her body and mind
Dressed her wounds, comforted her soul
Boosted her mettle and brought back her smile
Gave her the courage to stand up and say -
This is my body, my soul - none dare defile"

Hi, my name is Christine and I am a poet from New Jersey. My first book, Roses in SoHo, was just recently released and I'd love for you to check it out! I am donating a portion of the proceeds to the NEDA to help those who need it. I'd love to hear from you if you do check it out!

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/mobile/...

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/3...

Grasp Fire

Hello everyone.

I have been writing poetry 20 years now, just became a first-time author on the 27th with Grasp Fire, an 170-page collection of poetry available at Barnes & Noble, and Amazon respectively. Thank you for allowing me this avenue to reach out!

"Cold rain falls this day,
what was once me,
has washed away.
Of the seasons,
no more viewed,
drank of this poison,
I'd construed"

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/grasp...

https://www.amazon.com/Grasp-Fire-Mat....

MY BEING'S SILHOUETTE
My being's silhouette found you to talk.
You say the Eastern nights float in my eyes' glow.
I say the Western sky of your blue eyes hugs a rainbow.
The way to your place is too long to walk.
My eyes build a bridge from South to North.
My being's silhouette is a seed of corn.
In life's philosophy I am a phantom.
The bricks of the bridge are my eyes' coal.
The bridge is a road for my heart and soul.
My being's silhouette is a seed of corn.
It is so tiny for the horizon.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/154630794X/...