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Newer posts →. March 22, 2012. Submitted by Wes McGee of North Carolina. I remember the first time. Falling, more than just. In Love. A loud smile, blue jeaned half-girl,. Wrapped in opaque promises. Perfect picture of bold,. I wanted every inch of her,. But she would not notice me, never look at my eyes. So I watched her,. Lying naked beside, a touch. To trace the curve of her thigh,. With the promise of heavenly sin. Her girl heart composed beats, like. Coltrane’s sax dripped sex, like. Dream of me, but.
Poem of the Month, March 2012 | Poetry Frog
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7 Ways Funny Poetry Can Transform Our Lives By Joe Sottile →. Poem of the Month, March 2012. April 12, 2012. With March in the rear view, it is now time to present the first of many Poetry Frog honors. Drum roll please) The prestigious Golden Frog award goes to Candle. Submitted by Jason Greiner of Pittsburgh, PA! Your award has been posted on your poem! Feel free to copy the image if you would like to display it elsewhere! Poem of the Month. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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What I Cannot See or Hear. Support the Frog →. March 25, 2012. Submitted by Jason Greiner of Pittsburgh, PA. I’m on my knees. A candle lit before me. Waiting in pure silence. For a sweet whisper. May the sound come. Be it oh so faint. Coursing through my veins. Now settling in my soul. A kiss from the most tender breeze. The last remnants of darkness. Jason is the author of two poetry books. As well as one of the top writers for hire. One thought on “ Candle. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Can I post anonymously to Poetry Frog? Yes, you can! Just request the poem be anonymous when you email it in. What are benefits and perks of posting to Poetry Frog? Well, first and foremost it is the dream of every poet to have their work read by the masses. Poetry Frog allows you to do just that without having or make your own site or having to draw an audience, here you are provided with both! Also, there will be awards and honors that you will eligible for by submitting to the site. I just downloaded ...
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Welcome to the resources page where you can find other creative places to go. We’re always looking for more resources. If you have something you’d like to share with the pond, send it to poetryfrogblog@gmail.com. Poetry Here and Now Forum. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out.
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The Poetry Friday Anthology
The Poetry Friday Anthology. A poem a week for grades K-5 for the whole school year plus curriculum connections for every poem. Wednesday, December 3, 2014. Get a Life" by Eileen Spinelli. The Poetry Friday Anthology. Continues to reach new readers. At the National Council of Teachers of English conference, poet Eileen Spinelli. Read a poem from the book and we managed to capture it on film here. It's "Get a Life" featured in the Fifth Grade section, Week 16: Holidays, page 242. Posted by Sylvia Vardell.
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PoetryFridayforChildren
Tuesday, August 24, 2010. Display a light bulb, telephone, phonograph record, scotch tape and other items invented by 19th or early 20th century inventors. Talk about the items with children and ask them to imagine what life was like before these items were part of everyday life. August is National Inventors’ Month honoring the people who have changed our lives so much. One New Year's Eve. A flood of light. Lit up the night! Look for more inventor poems in Eureka! By Joyce Sidman, Millbrook Press, 2002.
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A Collection of Really Good Poetry. Saturday, September 18, 2010. Poem by Linda Leedy Schneider. My Hands Speak After 25 Years Paris was served on a fresh platewith honey on the side,and I took its hand.My left hand says this is true.I call my right, the one that thoughtwe should have married the doctor.It touches my hair as the phone rings.“Why haven’t you called? 8221;my husband of twenty-five years asks.My right hand cups my right breast,the one that always tightens first.The one my husband. Bless Ble...
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Ça ne vous a jamais traversez l'esprit d'écrire un poème, une lettre ou encore une poésie aux personnes que vous aimez? L'amitié c'est comme l'antiquité. Plus c'est vieux plus ca prends de la valeur. Lisa-Marie, Emma, Marie. 29/12/2010 at 9:06 AM. 29/12/2010 at 9:49 AM. Subscribe to my blog! Une amie pour la vie. Qui nous connait aujourd'hui. Et qui nous aide jour et nuit . Une amie qui est toujours près de nous. Meme quand on fait le fou. On est betes et cons. Toujours la pour nous aider. Que tu seras la.
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7 Ways Funny Poetry Can Transform Our Lives By Joe Sottile. August 17, 2012. Funny poetry is like a magic wand that can transform our lives in seven ways:. 1 Kids love hilarious poetry. They enjoy laughing and giggling at funny poetry. If the poems in a book tickle their funny bones, they want to read more and more of that author, and then other humorous authors. After awhile, they will not only read to laugh, but they will read to succeed in school and life. Ah, the power of funny poetry! 5 Crack you up...
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Bilder av vår värld från ovan. Friday, June 02, 2006. Man lever på olika vis i olika delar av världen, utifrån olika förutsättningar. Här följer en enkel resa med ett möjligen övertydligt moraliskt imperativ. Vi kan börja hemma. Brunnsbo, Göteborg, här bor jag:. I London ser många områden ut såhär. När staden växte fort blev tegelradhuset i raka rader snabbt standardmodellen för att klämma in många människor på liten yta:. Ännu en bild från Moskva:. Tätt tätt i Mexiko City:. Samtidigt i Soweto, Sydafrika:.
poetryfromafar-Poems by Martha Little, paintings by Matug Aborawi
Poetryfromafar-Poems by Martha Little, paintings by Matug Aborawi. I have a painter friend who is an immigrant from North Africa, Matug Aborawi. He can't seem to stop painting the boats that are coming from Africa to Spain that arrive without people, the people who arrive without boats. There is something alarming and compelling about his paintings, and also expectant and hopeful. His paintings don't let us close our eyes. These poems are dedicated to the ones who didn't make it. Can there be so many arms.
Κυπρίων Ποίηση και άλλες (μικρές και μεγάλες) ιστορίες λόγου
Κυπρίων Ποίηση και άλλες (μικρές και μεγάλες) ιστορίες λόγου. Καθόμαστε πλάι πλάι σε καρέκλες καφενείων Παίζουμε τάβλι, φυλλομετρούμε τις εφημερίδες Με τις Γεννήσεις και τους Θανάτους τους βιασμούς και τις λεηλασίες, πράματα καθημερινά. Κουβεντιάζουμε, φλυαρούμε σε μια παράξενη γλώσσα Που κανείς δεν ακούει, δεν την καταλαβαίνει. Περιμένουμε και ρωτούμε, περιμένουμε και ρωτούμε Αν φάνηκαν καθόλου τα πανιά Ας ήτανε και τα ιστία του πένθους .Μάνος Κράλης. Κυριακή, 16 Αυγούστου 2015. Φύλαξε την κάθε λέξη μου.
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Poetry From the Depths and Peaks
Poetry From the Depths and Peaks. Monday, April 26, 2010. Stop Up the Pen. Stop up the pen. Nothing you say is worthy now. Useless words, empty lies. All my words have gone to die. I cannot say what here below. Has got me so hidden and flown. Who took my words and hid them from me? Tell me if there was someone to be seen. So I stop up the pen and put it down. Nothing said is to be endowed. Useless pen, forget your tries. For all my words have gone and died. Monday, December 14, 2009. Death ends in glory.
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