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Mandolin trills with sad sounds of distant hills
Waltzing to tunes that copy ancient steps
Taken by ancestors then followed by custom
Hard times in remote poverty stricken hollow
Grist for the mill of class distinction and politics
Strength reserved for the fight against outside
Influences, foreign thinking, radical ideas of justice
Mountain fog and shadows crawl along the valley
Softening the view, keeping it narrow and dark
April is for poetry writing. Join the fun by reading or contributing here. Enjoy!!!!
Gazing out through the window made of magical reflection
Scenes play out vividly structured for the ego’s protection
We find we are exactly the picture of perfection and gravity
When our memory edits all stories to obstruct our incapacity
Our flawless composure, wisdom, grace, incomparable wit
Are features of our self image, where the hubris never quits
You may be the only one who knows the truth in the end
Courage sees behind the tales, between the lines, my friend
Every day in April poets are contributing verbal blessings here. Ride the poetry train for fun and creative stimulation. There is something for everyone in this group.
Passages connect the present to the past, fantasy to reality
Art makes waves in every moment, cascading past boundaries
Did your wishes come true then vanish without sustaining life?
Do you know on what level you made agreements with strife?
Your essence continues to slowly distill itself into a concentrate
Unoriginal thoughts of little value bubble up, then evaporate
Did you think your ride would always be smooth until the end?
Do you possess the stamina to make solemn truth your friend?
Increase your enjoyment of life, art, and creativity by riding the poetry train this April here.
Compressed and coiled to rise with great jubilant recital
Those words never uttered, thoughts buried, smothered, smoldering
Cascades of songs and tributes to romance obscured in shadow
Leaving impressions too faint to be heard or interpreted by strangers
Wound around old wounds and spinning in familiar territory
Grace slowly unwinds the layers of crusades and causes
To reveal a universal storm of color, thunder and lightening
Enjoy the creative work of all kinds of poets during the month of April here. Find new creativity by writing one of your own. It is therapy for the inner you. Everyone has a poet within.
There are three separate kinds of truth in the world:
Empirical has backing of indisputable evidence, proven fact
Cultural is believed by everyone in our group without question
Rhetorical is instilled through language, debated into being
These tributaries of veracity flow from different mountains:
Facts fall vertically from the highest peaks of observed reality
Tribal beliefs are instilled from birth with social hill climbing
The waterfall of rhetoric is loud and impressively massive
Politicians are dealers in rhetoric designed to sway opinions
Cultures have blind spots that obscure parts of the total picture
Empirical truth is obvious, amplifying proof, ignoring prejudice
The well of pure truth will quench your thirst only if you draw from it
Ride the poetry train with some very creative and witty folk here during the month of April.
Bright stars illuminate passages between treachery and glory,
At dawn some of the possibilities scatter across the sky
Others stay hidden beneath the shade of an obvious story
Painted lights on party patios strung between truth and lie
There is danger passing through the desert without insight or guidance
Patrons of progress and development sow dusty seeds of convenience
Remnants of culture, scraps of common purpose shattered in the process
Dream state leading to broad daylight, lingering impressions
Trace history down long corridors of power, sorrows, laughter
Holding on to feelings while letting go of rigid definitions
Jumping into the stream of flowing light at the heart of the matter
Poetry is flowing profusely this month. Enjoy the creative thrills available at #NaPoWriMo during April. Ride the poetry train here.
My next door neighbor Heidi is the perfect friend
Back fence border crossing is a frequent event
We share garden cuttings, flowers, seeds, and fruit
We taste each others’ recipes, passing portions of special foods
Each year at Passover I accept her yeast and other puffed up sin
I take it to my house so her great symbolic unleavening can begin
I am richly rewarded for turning cookies into nothing
I receive a container of Heidi’s haroset, the mortar of the Seder
Chocolate and cinnamon sugar covered matzoh bites are also my to savor
It is such a deal, believe me, to have my favorite items catered
No sweet red wine or reading all night, I am simply favored
Jump on the poetry train and ride for free all month in April here.
Plants connect to us and each other in magical expressions
Subtle healing, warnings, prophecy, psychic communications
Signature of each season and offering can be read like a heavenly
Treasure map aligned with our purpose as well as the cosmic
Meditation with a flower provides insight into the fleeting moment
Petals form quickly then begin to fall, revealing seeds of the future
During the month of April please join us for poetic reading, writing, and good old down home enjoying right here.
Alchemy begins with me, a vessel for every need and purpose
My heartbeat connects to ancient chains, invisible bonds, and flying
Rhythmic rangers ride through dreams, telling tales of other planets,
Hold on to the reins and plot your flightplan, check your engines,
Clear the active runway for take off and ascend to your fated glory
Read write, enjoy poetry all month here