In an acrostic frame of mind

Foraging around for the proper and

Right

Ingredients for my acrostic poem

Do I change tack or perhaps

Act as though this is working out just fine and dandy?

Yes wind down Fridays have a peculiar affect on me.

(c) Chris Black. September 2018

~The Poet’s Poet~

Have a quiet and peaceful weekend.

#Acrostic #Poetry

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The mind is a scary place.

He shouted from the rooftop

His call went unheard

Returning to the ‘comfort’ of a damp rucksack

Made himself a comfortable as possible.

 

Life can be cruel at the best of times

Must make the best of the hand I was dealt

None of us know what lies ahead

One of life’s many imponderables.

 

His was an affluent upbringing

Unfortunately, falling in with the wrong crowd was his undoing.

After once more studying the tattered photographs

Suddenly he was airborne.

(c) Chris Black. September 2018

~The Poet’s Poet~

#Poetry #SpokenWord

Hear a spoken word version @

Haiku. Leaf

Ivor.Plumber/Poet

Vita Brevis is hosting another four-day haiku competition–taking place entirely in the comment section of this post!

How to Submit:

1. Submit one 5-7-5 haiku as a comment on this post — all topics welcome

2. Reblog this post on your blog or write a post announcing that you’ve entered the competition, linking back here

3. Give good feedback on other commenters’ work! [This is what it’s really about–you’ll be receiving good feedback, so try to give it to others as well]

Here’s my Haiku, It’s only the second one I’ve every done, I hope I’ve structured the format right, please if advise if I need to correct…..

Leaf

Spring’s about to start

Your winter withered my heart

Birds sing until dark

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Affairs, adultery, and no end of dark comedy: An Interview with Cheat Sheets Author Edward O’Dwyer

DODGING THE RAIN

With 2 poetry posts, a review, and a fiction post that previewed his new short story collection, Edward O’Dwyer has become a Dodging The Rain house favourite. I sat down with him ahead of Cheats Sheetslaunch.

Edward, we knew you as a poet. What’s prompted the change of genre? Have you always written both? What relationship, if any, do your poetry and prose have? Is there a crossover in style?

I got into writing the fiction stuff recently enough. It kicked off with a few short stories, reading a lot of short story collections, the likes of Kevin Barry, Donal Ryan, Jackie Kaye, James Lasdun and Lucy Caldwell, to name just a few. I’d never decided that I just wanted to write poetry, but I found myself in a community of poets at a time in Limerick, and so that’s what I got into reading, hearing, and…

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Celebration time in the Man Shed.

Do visit https://www.christopherfielden.com/writing-challenge/81words-stories-401-to-500.php

Join in the fun, who knows you could be like me and end up with your name in lights.

I am published story number 446 if you pop by.

1,000 required entries for a place in the Guinness Book of Records.

(c) Chris Black. September 2018

~The Poet’s Poet~

81 Word Story – Challenge

Time to put the thinking cap on

Jordy’s Streamings

Jordy’s 🌹

Here is the link to the site,

https://www.christopherfielden.com/writing-challenges/81words-stories-401-to-500.php

A call out to my blogger community. Knowing all of you as exceptionally creative writers, I invite you to take on this challenge!!

A few months ago when I first started my blog, I encountered this challenge to write and submit an 81 word story.

Christopher Fielden the blog’s author and his team want to publish an anthology of 1000, 81 word stories and set a new Guinness Book of World Record.

My story is number 409, and there are currently 442 submissions, but will need 558 more to get published.

All proceeds will go to charity.

Come on now!! Have fun and get published!! Please reblog if you are interested!!

Cheers and well being to all of you beautiful people!!

💗 Jordan

https://www.christopherfielden.com/writing-challenges/81words-stories-401-to-500.php

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Never discard an idea.

For the mere mortal

Writing poetry is akin to peeling an onion

Approaching each poetic thought with trepidation

Taking pen in hand making the initial incision

When you begin to peel away at the layers

Gradually you make progress

Nearing the center core

You can see light at the end of the tunnel

Maybe start welling up with tears

The earlier thought you had was bright and breezy

Yet nearing conclusion

Your poem had a sad feel to it

Still it was an enlightening experience

Everyone who reads your work

Will indeed have a different perspective on it

Which is only natural

Take a painting for instance

Any painting hanging in an art gallery

Rarely will two people view that vase of flowers

And see the exact same image…

(c) Chris Black. September 2018

#Poetry

~The Poet’s Poet~

Comment-a-Haiku Poetry Contest! – Submit Your Poem

Reblogged on Today From The Man Shed

Vita Brevis

You all loved the last Comment-a-Haiku Competition, so let’s give it another go! Here’s What You Need to Know:


Vita Brevis  is hosting another four-day haiku competition– taking place entirely in the comment section of  this post!

How to Submit:

1. Submit one 5-7-5 haiku as a comment on this post — all topics welcome

2. Reblog this post on your blog or write a post announcing that you’ve entered the competition, linking back here

3. Give good feedback on other commenters’ work! [This is what it’s really about–you’ll be receiving good feedback, so try to give it to others as well]

Reward: Honestly, this is less about “winning” and more about meeting and communicating with other poets.But we will choose some honorable mentions, and we’ll publish our favorite haiku on the front page of our online poetry magazine (with a link to the poet’s blog)

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Some Poems HURT.

The curtains parted

He entered from the right

Standing then in the spotlights glow

He opened his mind

With a gesture, he spoke

Leaving behind the light house feeling

He felt

Before going center stage.

 

Speaking silently with a tongue of the confused

He had the ingredients conducive to plotting a poem

The feeling of illness in the pit of his stomach

Would not pass

Until words were spewed out

So it was a poem was born.

 

Words, his longstanding friends

Not about to betray.

Fortune favours the brave

Might even spread the Red Carpet?

Together both were fighting the battle

Against nothingness.

 

Once he moves

The corpse awakens

Nothing is accidental?

Somewhere someone is logging their name against a poem.

(c) Chris Black. September 2018

~The Poet’s Poet~

#Poetry #SpokenWord

Hear a spoken word version @

Redgum, Diamantina Drover

Never to early for knees up Thank Ivor

Ivor.Plumber/Poet

I’m posting another beautiful ballad by Redgum, Diamantina Drover, I’m not going to say much, my words aren’t needed, it’s a classic Australian outback story and song

Diamantina Drover: Lyrics, by Redgum’s Hugh McDonald

The faces in the photograph are faded
And I can’t believe he looks so much like me
For it’s been ten long years today
Since I left for Old Cork Station
Saying “I won’t be back ’till the droving’s done”

CHORUS
For the rain never falls on the dusty Diamantina
The drover finds it hard to change his mind
For the years have surely gone
Like the drays from Old Cork Station
And I won’t be back ’till the droving’s done

It seems like the sun comes up each morning
Sets me up and then takes it all away
For the dreaming by the light
Of the campfire at night
Ends with the burning light of…

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