Read Poetry: Apex, by David Samuel Neuer

Oh sweet

Sullen Charybdis

Micturating whirpools of insanity

An intoxicating shark’s liver

To an inkling artist

Brush strokes upon the page

Bleeding blotches,

An Ovidian cocoon

Silken strokes of aesthetic shrubbery

Feeding off the fate

Of forlorn fawns

In a dreamy dervish

Only to wake in the hills

Covered in cherry blossoms

An umbilical silver chair

Above the meadows,

Do not enter

The Elvin keep

Lest you attend

The arabesque brier

An ageless beauty’s

Coital loins

Echoing ecstasy

An Ozymandian sarcophagus

A golden chrysalis

Between the folds

A meridian of Nietzschean madness

Echoing eternal recurrence

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Read Poetry: Feel with your heart, by Chasity McClellan

 
Feel with your hands and also with your hearts
See with your eyes, what’s revealed in the dark
Listen contently with your ears, which translate words
Feel within your souls and feelings will be heard
Feel with your hearts and other hearts you may touch
Feel with your conscience, for it means well and love you’ll receive much
Visualize with your growing imagination and the little things lack suspense
Listen to your heart and you’ll understand when things don’t make sense
Speak with your lips, take heed to your vocals unspoken
For thinking before speaking can leave bridges unbroken.
 

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Read Poetry: MASTER OF DISGUISE, by Pino Hova

 He never dresses to match his appearance
Always aggressive on the outside and calm within
Statue has it that dignity must be protected
And he falsely represented it with carnal thought
Oh! He’s so tough the people around whispered.
Little by little his actions became his character
But he is so scared of shadows that cause no harm
Little did he know that his action are govern by emotions
He set himself loose and totally forget who he was
His plan was to stop after being scared off.
His story changed after his untimely death
A write up reveals is plans and purpose
Sending a wrong massage into the neighborhood
What an ugly burial he caused for himself
Written on his grave “MASTER OF DISGUISE.

 

 

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Read Poetry: AT NIGHT I PRAY!!!!!!!, by FABIAN CHRISTOPHER

 No night
I sleep
with no fight.
First, with my eyelid
When mind demanding a closure.
Ma eyes still sighting
the curtains of the windows to my soul are on torture.
Tears fall slowly like blue jams.
Ears on my phones its slow jams.
Fears of getting lost here do comes.
Getting me lonelier than Akon.
My fouls bring darkness, the true light is gone.
Life becomes rightless, then left switches on.
Sin carry empty boxes, lure and illusion.
My white garment has gone dirty.
Selfishness is leading this party.
Trynna impress the world with its braggart.
I’m a lost soul in GREAT SPIRIT’s sight.
Heading back home if I only get lucky.
I won’t place it all, for sure I’m done blest.
LORD lead my soul, to Thy right path.
My prayer is no more, cuzThy know the right forth.
Let your angels rain me, blessings from up above.
Put some guidance on me, Thee protect me also preserve.
Alotta things trynna betwixt, my life and purpose I serve.
They all gettin it twist, help me out this Math I solve.
Down here hold my wrist.
Thy wisdom make me bright.
Thy words provide delight.
I dwell in Thy understanding
cuz Thy know when I’m wrong and once I’m right.
IN YOUR HOLY NAME
I PRAY
AMEN……..

 

 

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Read Poetry: Bloodstream, by Chrystal Jumonville

www.madamchryzl.com

 Feels like I am drowning in black and white, when I choose to live in radiant color.
My whole life I watched those with erasers; masking utensils follow behind.
“Why would you want to fade these beautiful hues?” I would ask.
“Because it discolors our scenery.” They would say.
And follow you will, continue to stand behind; here, my love reigns.
I prefer a colorful horizon, multitudes of beauty and breathing endless color spectrum.
Science can have their primary Yellow, Red, and Blue.
Our sun radiates yellow, our sky covers us in blue, and our hearts beat red.
Those with erasers in hope of new beginnings will not wash away my love.
Nor, mask your angry of ink to deface my crimson heart.
Cast out your erasers and agendas and open your eyes.
Dive into the life that has been painted before you; if you love today, may you love even more tomorrow.
I feel like I am drowning in black and white when I am breathing colorless air.

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Watch the July 2017 Poetry Readings

Performed by Val Cole

Poetry Reading: ME, by Jim Durkey

Poetry Reading: Time Passing So Quickly, by Kayla Krilove

Poetry Reading: Journey of the Butterfly by Denise Stephani

Poetry Reading: eVu TPS, by Lawrence Klein

Poetry Reading: Dreams… by Buffy Sammons

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poetry Reading: Journey of the Butterfly by Denise Stephani

Performed by Val Cole

Get to know the poet:

What is the theme of your poem?

The poem represents the individual journey which leads to activism and standing up for truth and justice. It is meant to be motivation and inspiration for all those on such a life journey.

What motivated you to write this poem?

My own life and struggles as an activist against all forms of abuse.

How long have you been writing poetry?

Since I was a child. Too aging to give figures. 😉

If you could have dinner with one person (dead or alive), who would that be?

Maya Angelou

What influenced you to submit to have your poetry performed by a professional actor?

I want to share my poetry on the internet in a viewer friendly form.

Do you write other works? scripts? Short Stories? Etc..?

I have published 2 books: ‘In the Wings’ and ‘Letters to Mandela’ (Award-winning)and written a few screenplays, some of which have been placed in competitions.

What is your passion in life?

Inspiring global change to create a better world for future generations.

Poetry: Blue Crystal Kaleidoscope by Marilyn Kandus

Genre: Life, Rhyme

blue crystal kaleidoscope
deeply cut reds

silk adorns tapered neck

light source

ceramic smiles

lighten
heart

dolls
open eyes

to memories

of childhood

m.kandus 5/2017

 

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Poetry: Crooked Smile by MS WARD

 Genre: Life
 
I smile through my hardships and pray through my pain It’s hard seeing the sunshine when your heart is full of rain I laugh through the turmoil and seek refuge through the anguish I can’t feel happy when everything in my life is damaged.

My smile hides so much that I bury within but you will never see my tears I will never give in My laughter masks a hurt that’s buried deep inside I will never unleash the pain I’m too scared to cry.

I carry the load of so much that it weighs heavy on me I don’t have a true partner someone who is there for me Sometimes being strong can be such a heavy burden to bear There are times when I need someone to be there.

I want rid myself of all of these sorrowful thoughts that are in my mind I just want a break to be happy for some time It’s been so long since my soul has smiled I just want a little peace at least for a while.
 

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Poetry: OLD ORDER by Rajnish Mishra

 Genre: Dark, Death, Fear, Friendship, Life, Love, Painful, Personality, Philosophical, Relationships, Sad, Society, Old and new.

 All old order is subject to decay,

they say and when fate summons,

old ways free fall. Heart-held loves,

friends, hatreds, foes, all, yes, all

give way to mighty time’s sway.

Indestructible, invincible,

grand youthful years, with each
passing year suffer wisdom’s

sedimentation, while marching on way,

time fills in fears, foreboding of future:

quite an accumulation! That knowledge

and fear lose all their power,
For lost is that fear –

a servant attentive.
For lost is that fear –

above head always hovering.
So, lost is the fear –

of not ever returning
As roots are cut now,

or withered; ineffective
pain.

Heart,

now hardened

is drained of that terror.

Short Bio:

Rajnish Mishra is a poet, writer, blogger and thinker. He has published seven books, six co-edited anthologies, twenty scholarly papers and poems in various journals, books and magazines. Few of his poems can be read at the following sites: https://www.poemhunter.com/, https://allpoetry.com, https://www.instagram.com/rajnishmishravns/, http://stanzaicstylings.blogspot.in,

His love for his city and his awareness of its effects on his psycho-social development led him to starting his own blog: rajnishmishravns.wordpress.com in 2011. The blog features both his academic writing and his writing on his city: the City of Light, Varanasi. Then, as he is a poet, and loves reading and talking about other people’s poems too, he started another blog: https://poetrypoeticspleasure.wordpress.com/. He runs an ezine: PPP Ezine to promote poetry and poets.

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