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encore presentation: 2012 featured poets — Brian @bmiller007 & Claudia @cmschoenfeld from dVerse ~ Poets Pub @dVersePoets

(inter)national poetry month
April 2013

encore presentation
2012  featured  poets

at my heart’s love songs

dVerse ~ Poets Pub
Brian Miller & Claudia Schoenfeld

to celebrate {inter}national poetry month,  i am pleased to be featuring some of  the most creative,  talented,  brilliant  {really!}  poets of  our time.  i have been fortunate over the past two and a half years to meet this amazing group of  people through twitter and their blogs.  not only are they writers who excite and enchant and entrance their readers,  they are,  one and all,  nice people who are supportive of  everyone in our online poetry community.  the “age of  technology”  has,  in fact,  facilitated the spread of  the ARTS! ~  poetry,  photography,  art,  prose,  music…   i have friends i have yet to meet face-to-face from all around the world.  day or night,  you can visit their blogs and be transported to another time or place or frame of  mind with just a few clicks of  a mouse.  i find it thrilling!  and i believe you will find it equally thrilling to discover their words.

just click on the  “Read More”  links on each poem to be taken to a new tab or window to read the rest of  the poem on the author’s blog.  if  you enjoy what you read,  please leave a comment on their blog to let them know.  { you don’t have to say you saw them here. }  i am truly honored that these wonderful people agreed to be featured on my blog ~  my gratitude to them all.

and thank you for coming to our celebration ~  enjoy!

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dVerse ~ Poets Pub

“around the world or around the block
dVerse is the people, the verse to share,  sit,  speak.
we are poetry in motion,  so grab a front row seat”

dVerse ~ Poets Pub  officially opened on 19 July 2011,  though the first  “link-up”  was  16 July 2011.  it’s hard for me to believe that the site has only been open nine months.  with over 134,000 visits,  it feels like home to many poets.  the site was started by co-founders,  Brian Miller  and  Claudia Schoenfeld,  as an environment to nurture the online poetry community.   here’s what they say about the site:

“D’verse Poets Pub is a place for poets and writers to gather to celebrate poetry.  We are many voices,  but one song.  Our goal is to celebrate;  poets,  verse  &  the difference it can make in the world.  To discover poetry’s many facets and revel in it’s beauty,  even when ugly at times.” 

they  have three opportunities each week for poets to take the stage and mingle with their fellow poets:

  • Poetics - is all about inspiration.  You will write about a provided prompt,  whether music,  art,  photography,  quotes or other challenges.  Poetics opens at 3 pm EST on Saturday.
  • OpenLinkNight – is our large gathering where you link any poem you would like.  This is a great place to meet and hear new voices.  OLN opens at 3 pm EST on Tuesdays.
  • FormForAll/Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft – is our lab,  where you will receive teaching on poetry forms and critique.  This is where we hone our skills.  FormForAll and Meeting the Bar:  Critique and Craft will alternate weeks and opens at 3pm EST on Thursday.

both Brian and Claudia are brilliant poets.  enjoy this small sampling of  their words ~

{ dVerse ~ Poets Pub logo by Alison Jardine.  find her at  http://alisonjardine.com/ }

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featured poet:

Claudia Schoenfeld

Claudia Schoenfeld  lives in Germany,  works in Switzerland and lives close enough to France to have a front row seat,  watching their  “quatorze juillet” fireworks.  so she’s used to cross borders and finds it easy to see beauty in other cultures.  Claudia loves thunderstorms,  improvising on her Alto Sax,  biking and in warm summer nights you sometimes find her sitting on the pavement with a glass of red wine and the mad desire to fly with the passing clouds…   she’s married,  mom of three teenage kids and yep…  published.  Claudia discovered writing poetry in 2010 and since then she has been on a Poetry adventure trail she hopes will never stop unfolding.  ten of Claudia’s poems were recently published in  Fragments.’   her blog is  jaywalking the moon.  Twitter:  @cmschoenfeld

i was introduced to Claudia and her poetry through One Stop Poetry.  no matter the subject or the form,  Claudia’s writing is  filled with passion and vivid imagery.   i don’t know how many languages she speaks,  but she never gives a hint in her poetry that her native language isn’t English.  oh, and for a real treat,  listen to one {or several} of  her audio recordings of  her poetry.  if  i was a man,  i’d be her slave.  she has been incredibly encouraging of  my writing for which i am very grateful.  in her own words ~

“i’m blazing words & drinking poetry.  join in & we may get a prose fire burning,  set the town on fire & syllable-dance in a snowflake covered yard.  i try to think big and love recklessly…”

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BlackBirds”    by   claudia

lights dim,
eyes unsteady as
he runs a quivering finger
through the condensation
that fogs up the glass skin
on the bottle of his drink,
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via   jaywalking the moon

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the frog part is the worst–     by   claudia

you sit on the far end of the couch
& i could reach you easily–
just have to swim through the
wild humpback whale’s

W I D E
——–g a p I n g
—————-teeth, put on

my armor & slay half…..Read More

this is truly special ~  a video of  Claudia reading the poem!

via   jaywalking the moon

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On (a) Sub_Mission”   by   claudia

dim lights sprinkle dust-breath–
from the dancefloor sways
the scent of fresh plowed soil
& with tender hands you work
the wrinkles on my shirt,
———-we’re lost–

in webs of countless steps
that never matter really but
are pillars to the Now,
sticking closer to your moves, i
shut my eyes to…..Read More

via   jaywalking the moon

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still burning   by   claudia

the
softness
of the night still
clings to me with
all its scents–
skin

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warm…..Read More

via   jaywalking the moon

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finishing  school    by   claudia

when we met, there
was this shattered pattern in your eyes,
exactly mirroring mine &

we collapsed into each other,
struggling to break free,
unseen rubber…..Read More

via   jaywalking the moon

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featured poet:

Brian Miller

Brian Miller  is a writer,  poet,  father,  husband,  counselor,  key lime pie eater,  friend,  side street walker;  who doesn’t mind mucking and getting his hands dirty or standing in a cherry blossom rain.  “Everyone has a story and everything a poem,  once you look at it long enough.”   Brian has been published in several magazines and has poems in several compilations.  he is the co-founder of the award winning  One Stop Poetry  and  dVerse Poets.  his blog  is waystationone.   Twitter:  @bmiller007 

what can i say about Brian?  a brilliant writer with an edge.  his wordcraft is truly phenomenal.  you never know where he’s going to take you,  but wherever it is,  it’ll be well worth the trip.  Brian is a really nice guy and i am very appreciative of  his consistent support of  my writing.  in his own words ~

“Married to the most amazing woman and dad of  two adventurous boys.  I am figuring out what life has in store next.  Enjoy the journey.”

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blue balls & wrist watches”    by   brian miller

Live for greatness, the ad for Rolex
on the back of Travel & Leisure

          whispers

soft fingers along my ear & her
fierce eyes thumb through my book
scent marking each page, dress cut
below glossy breasts, just a hint

and what? what?
she wants to sell me

           a time piece, no

because…..Read More

via  waystationone

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And   by   brian miller

And to top it all off
the damn window fell
into the driver side door
unwilling to roll back up

And it’s raining as if
the next…..Read More

via  waystationone

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Balloons & Dirigibles”   by   brian miller

You want to see the world?
You want to see the world?

Let me fix you a cocktail
one part Crash, cause it hits every angle
mix in some P.S. I love you
     stir with Hotel Rwanda
     and garnish with a spritz of Once

Watch them…..Read More

via  waystationone

artwork by  tera of  olive hue designs

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(I’m) Too sexy for this shirt    by   brian miller

I have the T-shirt, cause I been there,
done that and wear them daily until
my closet, full, floor to ceiling, spills
out to fill this life, space I would rather
hide behind a slogan, to hold your att…..Read More

via  waystationone

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Middle Age White Male    by   brian miller

it is the repetitive compression
of the pogo stick, spring snarling
at the constraints of its cylinder
containing and harnessing its power

k-chung
k-chung
k-chung

is this enslavement? bondage?

bra straps, need a quick release
for easy access, so i can stop using
my teeth, so said the dentist
on the last visit

what constrains us?

what do you expect, but sex
and allusion? it
…..Read More

via  waystationone

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have you entered the

BIG POETRY GIVEAWAY?

just click  HERE  to go to the giveaway post ~  you’ll get all of  the information about what books are being given away and how to enter.

thanks  for  joining  in!

dani

*the giveaway closes at midnight  (12:00am)  Pacific Standard Time USA on the night of  April 30,  2013.

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2012 featured poet at
my heart’s love songs

National Poetry Month April 2013 Badge

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when you see me
under the noonday sun
you would never guess
the secret i keep

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if  you look for me
when the moon is full
don’t be surprised
at the life i’ve chosen

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it may not be
the path you’d go down
but it’s the one
i need to follow

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when the moonbeams
fall upon my pale skin
and moonlight
reflects from my eyes

i become my true self…..
if  i seem imperfect to you
even grotesque…..
just know it’s who i’m meant to be

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Instrumental  ~  Violin  by  Lim Hui

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artwork ~   “Portrait of  a Woman”   Amedeo Modigliani
{ public domain }

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this is my submission to ~

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Theme Thursday 7 February 2013      at     Theme Thursday
prompt:   Secrets


thank you,   Mrsupole!

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Trifecta: Week Sixty-Three    at   trifecta
prompt:   path ~  a way of life, conduct, or thought

thank you!

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OpenLinkNight ~ Week 82   at   dVerse ~ Poets Pub
submit a new or old poem

thank you,  Grace!

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i am also participating in ~

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NaBloPoMoSoup

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· ᚮ ᛫ᛥ᛫ · shadow of the raven · ᛫ᛥ᛫ ᚭ ·

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“fear not for the future
weep not for the past”

the only advice my mother ever gave me…..
if  she had known what i would do in the future
she would surely have wept

as young as four
i radiated a charisma
heralded as divine
i followed my intuition
never seeking permission

i prayed with wolves
to grant faith and understanding to humanity
i consulted with ravens
about omens and mysteries
i felt no need to conceal my actions

my father dismissed my beliefs as fantasy
my mother pretended nothing was amiss
some were certain it was deception or at least delusion
there were those who whispered it was daemonic
others worshipped me as though i were a god

indifferent to them all
i immersed myself  in the arcana of  the universe
until i understood my purpose

then i bade the ravens fly around the world
to gather every shadow,  high and low

having no choice but to accede to my destiny
i swallowed the shadows brought to me
including those belonging to the ravens
until the darkness disappeared
and me with it
leaving the earth in light forevermore

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Edgar Allan Poe’s  “The Raven”  read by James Earl Jones

read the poem  “The Raven”  by Edgar Allan Poe  HERE

artwork ~   “Woman with raven”   Pablo Picasso
{  fair use }

go  HERE  for a very biased essay on the symbolism of  ravens
including many Native Americans’  belief  that ravens are the bringers of  light

and  HERE  for the symbolism of  wolves including representing deep faith

this is my submission to ~

The Poetics of Groundhog Day – Bright Shadow   at   dVerse ~ Poets Pub
prompt:   Bright shadow

thank you,  Karin!

Carry On Tuesday #191    at   Carry on Tuesday
prompt:   a quote from the 19th Century poet and politician Percy Bysshe Shelley
Fear not for the future
Weep not for the past”
{ use all or part }


thank you,  Keith!

Open Link Monday   at   imaginary garden with real toads
submit a new or old poem


thank you,  Kerry!

Poetry Pantry #135   at   Poets United
submit a new or old poem


thank you,  Mary!

Prompt  258   at   One Single Impression
prompt:   Charisma


thank you,  Joanne!

Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 208   at   Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides
prompt:    write a  “forever”  poem


Thank you,  Robert!

i am also participating in ~

NaBloPoMoSoup

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∙ඞ •ඈ• ∙ away ∙ •ඈ• ළ∙

∙ ඈ ∙

as i watched you walk away
the world began speaking in a foreign tongue
and i lost all understanding

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with English subtitles ~

“I Don’t Understand”   Big Bang

artwork ~  “Away”    Esteban Vicente
{ fair use }

this is my submission to ~

Poetics:  Foreign Tongues   at   dVerse ~ Poets Pub
prompt:   write using a foreign language or
about if  everyone around you is speaking in a language unknown to you

thank you,  Fred!

i am also participating in ~

NaBloPoMoSoup

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ⵈꖓ ∙ꗥ∙ ⵈ unfamiliar ⵈ ∙ꗥ∙ ꖓⵈ

 

 

i lived in constant fear
too much of  this life
fleeting glimpses
still come and go

i recognize it
but it’s unfamiliar
i remember feeling it
but not what it felt like

sorrow was once
my most loyal companion
in reality i was alone
though i clung to my illusions

i recognize it
but it’s unfamiliar
i remember feeling it
but not what it felt like

there are wisps of  anger,
shame and loss behind my eyes
a faint taste of  pain
lingers on my tongue

i recognize them
but they’re unfamiliar
i remember feeling them
but not what they felt like

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“The Pain is Gone”   Black Lab

artwork ~  “Dream of  a Memory”   Sabin Balasa
{ fair use }

this is my submission to ~

Open Link Monday   at   imaginary garden with real toads
submit a new or old poem


thank you,  Kerry!

Prompt #138 The memoir project   at    We Write Poems
prompt:  Write a poem about how the past is reinvented through memory


thank you,  Irene!

Open Link Night ~ Week 79   at   dVerse ~ Poets Pub
submit a new or old poem

thank you,  Joe!

Poetry Pantry #134   at   Poets United
submit a new or old poem


thank you,  Mary!


i am also participating in ~

NaBloPoMoSoup

“The Pain is Gone”   Black Lab

lyrics ~

I’ll take a photograph
Whatever makes you laugh
But come on step out of the rain
You’d hate to catch your death
All the life that you got left
Lit up like a candle on your face

There are words that are fadin’
And I’m trying not to say  ‘em
Before they fall into the fog
But every single day, once or twice an hour
The shadow falls away and I see you walking in a straight line

And the pain is gone, the pain is gone
I recognize it but it’s unfamiliar
Now the pain is gone, the pain is gone
I recognize it but it’s unfamiliar

Every year there’s a place
Only you and I go
I didn’t mean to push you
I didn’t mean to laugh when you fell
I didn’t mean to shout when you got hurt
I didn’t mean to argue
I didn’t mean to criticize you
And I’m sorry for saying I didn’t like your skirt

There are demons that are screaming
And I’m trying not to feed them
As I carry water for us through the dirt
I always need you near me, I always need you near me
I don’t know what I’d do if I was walking here without you

And the pain is gone, the pain is gone
I recognize it but it’s unfamiliar
Now the pain is gone, the pain is gone
I recognize it but it’s unfamiliar

Every year there’s a place
Only you and I go
There are things about me
Only you will ever know

And the pain is gone, the pain is gone
I recognize it but it’s unfamiliar
Now the pain is gone, the pain is gone
I recognize it but it’s unfamiliar

Send all my love, send all my love
I recognize it but it’s unfamiliar
Send all my love, send all my love
I recognize it but it’s unfamiliar

There are things about me
Only you will ever know
And this sweet dream will end
And I will wake from this life
Again… and again…
And again… and again… and again

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