Lips of Honey, Poetry by Efrain Nieves Jr.

I smell the taste of honey,

precluding argumentation of abstract feelings

yet I still find the words

the soul holds no boundaries to what it can hide

Genre: Love

Lips of Honey by Efrain Nieves Jr.

 

I smell the taste of honey,

precluding argumentation of abstract feelings

yet I still find the words

the soul holds no boundaries to what it can hide

and eventually reveal.

Hope is all we have.

conceptualizing the strength of an embrace

a timeless longing

extracting the universe we created

from our perception.

Like a dying moment

Slipping from the essence of consciousness

A dull sky, grey and lifeless

as the setting of bittercold fills my heart.

In dire need of your touch,

frantically gasping,

as with every breath

failing to remember your scent

A silent numbness overwhelms.

extracting the universe we created

from our perception

Like a fire engulfing a memory

burying the laughs and cries

beneath the rage of flames

immortally wounding,

all that I crave to feel.

I smell the taste of your honey

on my lips,

your kiss.

 

 

 

 

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No Question, Poetry by Saintswest

Are the stars in the sky?
Are the birds in the trees?
Is there green on the leaves?
Is the water still blue?
Why do fish swim upstream?
Why does everything
Seem to not mean a thing
When I am with you?

Genre: Love

No Question
by Saintswest

Are the stars in the sky?
Are the birds in the trees?
Is there green on the leaves?
Is the water still blue?
Why do fish swim upstream?
Why does everything
Seem to not mean a thing
When I am with you?

Will the sun rise today?
Will the air smell as sweet?
Can the days be longer?
Could this love be stronger?
Has the rain begun to fall?
Are there people here at all?
Why can’t I see a thing?
Why do I only see you?

Are the stars out tonight?
Is it cloudy?
Is it bright?
I am here with one tonight
And I’ve never been more right
And you love me like I do
And I love you like you do
How could I have ever wondered
Why these eyes see only you?

 

 

 

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WATCH FEBRUARY 2016 Poetry Readings

Best of Poetry performance readings in February 2016. Performed by Kaleb Alexander and Maya Wolosyzn

Best of Poetry performance readings in February 2016. Performed by Kaleb Alexander and Maya Wolosyzn

 Stranger In Love� – Poetry Reading by Poetess Chantelle Cherie

 Marvelous Universe Poetry Reading By Karina Pinella

 Dear Lie – Poetry Reading by Stephanie Crosby

 Call me guilty – Poetry Reading by Stephanie Crosby

 Assumptions – Poetry Reading by Denise P Isaac

 #1 fan Poetry Reading by Stephanie Crosby

 Paris � The Atrocity 13th November 2015

 FRAGMENTS Poetry Reading by Melissa R Mendelson

 Forgiveness Poetry Reading by Sherille Williams

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Editor: John Johnson

Read the best of ANGRY Poetry from around the world

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BRIGHTON CLOCK TOWER REDECORATED, Anna Tizard:
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/10/10/brighton-clock-tower-redecorated-poetry-by-anna-tizard/

SAFEKEY FIRST by Barry Fairweather: http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/09/25/safekey-first-poetry-by-barry-fairweather/

THE CURATOR, by John Taurek Baziw: http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/09/06/the-curator-poetry-by-john-taurek-baziw/

POEM, by Nemo: 
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/09/05/poem-poetry-by-nemo/

NEEDED SPACE, by Lorraine Ferns:
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/16/needed-space-poetry-by-lorraine-ferns

VISITING GEMINI, LindaAnn Loschiavo: 
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/07/visiting-gemini-poetry-by-lindaann-lo-schiavo/

PAIN, Muthoni Ngige: 
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/23/pain-poetry-by-muthoni-ngige/

HATE ME LIKE YOU LOVED ME, by Mariah E. Wilson: 
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/16/hate-me-like-you-loved-me-poetry-by-mariah-e-wilson/

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Marvelous Universe Poetry Reading By Karina Pinella, Performed by Kaleb Alexander

The theme is the humanity, the vulnerable side of superheroes.

Marvelous Universe By Karina Pinella

Get to know poet Karina Pinella:

1) What is the theme of your poem?

The theme is the humanity, the vulnerable side of superheroes.

2) How would you like people to respond when they read or watch your poetry reading?

Empathy and appreciation

3) How long have you been writing poetry?

Writing for over 20 years, poetry specifically about a year or so.

4) Do you have a favorite poet?

Not one favorite, although I appreciate those written by a number of poets, such as e.e. cummings, Emily Dickinson, Edgar Allan Poem, Walt Whitman, Yeats, Oscar Wilde.

5) What influenced you to submit to WILDsound and have your poetry performed by a professional actor?

It looked like a good venue to further reach my blog.

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

Short stories, novel in progress, an eBook that I am looking to publish soon.

7) What is your passion in life?

To be a widely published fiction writer. I’ve had stuff published, but they are business articles and news story stuff. Not what I want to do though.

Assumptions – Poetry Reading by Denise P Isaac. Performed by Kaleb Alexander

ASSUMING, Anyone who assumes about someone without really getting to know them. A stereotypical mindset.

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Get to know poet Denise P  Isaac:

1) What is the theme of your poem?

ASSUMING, Anyone who assumes about someone without really getting to know them. A stereotypical mindset.

2) How would you like people to respond when they read or watch your poetry reading?

People should respond with awe because of its rhythm and the flow that expresses a heartfelt emotion.

3) How long have you been writing poetry?

Since childhood. I won second place in a poetry contest in Elementary School.

4) Do you have a favorite poet?

No

5) What influenced you to submit to WILDsound and have your poetry performed by a professional actor?

It was presented and I accepted because I believe that it is a great opportunity for any poet especially an unrecognized one as myself.

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

Yes, I am the author of ‘SHOW ME A FAMILY”, listed on Amazon, Barnes and Nobles and various sites.

7) What is your passion in life?

Serving God, who is the ONE that graces me with all of my other passions and gifts which poetry being one of them.

Stranger In Love… – Poetry Reading by Poetess Chantelle Cherie, Performed by Kaleb Alexander

I would like people to respond to my poem or reading in Awed ; Earnest ; Flirty Anticipation ; A feeling of Relate.

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Get to know Poetess Chantelle Cherie:

1) What is the theme of your poem?

The theme of my poem is Love and Attachment (Internal Rhyme)

2) How would you like people to respond when they read or watch your poetry reading?

I would like people to respond to my poem or reading in Awed ; Earnest ; Flirty Anticipation ; A feeling of Relate.

3) How long have you been writing poetry?

I have been writing poetry for 5 years

4) Do you have a favorite poet?

Hands down No questions asked

E.E. Cummings is my All time Favorite Poet. Brilliant he is!!! He bent the Grammar rules punctuation in poetry!!! Made it his wasn’t afraid to think outside the box.

5) What influenced you to submit to WILDsound and have your poetry performed by a professional actor?

I was Influenced by Poetry Festival in the reasoning of this brilliant and blessed opportunity they have given Me without any doubt without them I would still be sitting on my couch writing but now I get to leave my handprint on the world

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

Yes I do write more then just poetry I write Short stories and Quotes.

7) What is your passion in life?

My passion in life is Writing Writing Writing And Helping the World the Broken the Drifters maybe miracles could still happen Maybe we can all learn to love passionately become our own poems. that is what makes life passionate Kindness Love Writing

Read Best of NEW Poetry from around the world

Read Top POETRY from new poets from around the world:

Read Top POETRY from new poets from around the world:

THE DAY BEFORE YOU CAME, by Martina Moriaty McCarthy

https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/08/the-day-before-you-came-poetry-by-martina-moriarty-mccarthy/

MY ESTRANGED WIFE, by Nnamdi Wabara

https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/08/my-estranged-wife-poetry-by-nnamdi-wabara/

UNCHARTERED, by Barrington Richard Green Jr. 

https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/08/uncharted-poetry-by-barrington-richard-green-jr/

ICLOUD, by Torien Brooks

https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/08/icloud-poetry-by-torien-brooks/

HE AND SHE, by Chirayu

https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/08/he-and-she-poetry-by-chirayu/

WAITRESS SERVES A HYPOCRITE, by Christian S. Eskelund

https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/09/waitress-serves-a-hypocrite-poetry-by-christian-s-eskelund/

BEAUTIFUL THINGS, by Nublaccsoul:

https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/09/beautiful-things-poetry-by-nublaccsoul/

MAPIES, by Richard Rensberry:

https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/09/magpies-poetry-by-richard-rensberry/

CINDER, by Sheen Francis Reyes:

https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/09/cinder-poetry-by-sheen-francis-reyes/

2015 Poetry Winner – Jane Gill Wilson

The Poetry Festival is proud to announce its 2015 Poetry Winner.

They will now have their poem made into a film.

Paris – The Atrocity 13th November 2015 by Jane Gill Wilson

The Poetry Festival is proud to announce its 2015 Poetry Winner.

They will now have their poem made into a film.

Paris – The Atrocity 13th November 2015 by Jane Gill-Wilson

Gunfire out of nowhere
Bullets ricochet,
Blood shed in the city
On another Parisian day.
Eyes closed in anguish
As the shocking events unfold,
There is no rhyme or reason
As evil takes control.

Armed with Kalashnikov’s
On their killing spree,
Intent on ending life
As victims start to flee.
Mayhem in the city
Bodies on the ground,
Echoing explosion
Causing carnage all around.

The unfolding horror
An onslaught of war,
Is a crime against humanity
One the world abhors.
A nation now in mourning
Struggles to comprehend,
How lives were extinguished
Brought callously to an end.

Holding hands together
United we must stand,
To eradicate the evil
Infiltrating our land.
Drastic measures needed
As time is running out,
The future of our children
Should not be left in doubt.

©Jane Gill-Wilson 2015

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MY LIFE HAS 9 ROOMS, Poetry by Dheric Da Poet

One,
Each passing day I welcome thoughts of her into my mind.
Thoughts I can only hold on to in times of despair.
Two,
I could swear I see rainbows under my pillow each night.
But whenever I trace it to the end, I see no pot of gold.
One of these days, I might recruit a search party.

Genre : LIFE

MY LIFE HAS 9 ROOMS by Dheric Da Poet

One,
Each passing day I welcome thoughts of her into my mind.
Thoughts I can only hold on to in times of despair.
Two,
I could swear I see rainbows under my pillow each night.
But whenever I trace it to the end, I see no pot of gold.
One of these days, I might recruit a search party.
Three,
I eat, sleep, and wake.
That’s the daily routine.
Anything else comes in second place.
I hope the same won’t happen on my wedding night.
Four,
If I ever get married, I won’t say no to anime.
If I have children, I’ll make sure I pass the tradition on.
For what’s life without comic books and cartoon network?
Five,
To the boys who will one day date my daughter,
I started perfecting head shots the day she was born.
I bought a large size plastic bag the day she started school
And I’ve got a silent gun too.
Six,
To the girls who will one day want to date my daughter,
Let’s just hope I have only one bullet left when meet.
Seven,
I’m scared of heights,
So I never raise my hand in class.
I fear the eagles of failure will pull off my hand of hope.
That’s why I keep it hidden.
Eight,
I keep consoling myself, saying
“My time will come”.
What I didn’t realize was the clock of life was actually waiting for me to insert the battery.
Nine,
I call my failures Adwoa
And my successes Abena,
My hopes bear the name Akua
Ten,
I try very hard to keep myself under the carpet cos I don’t want to be noticed.