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03-08-2010 07:30 PM ET (US)
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Edited by author 03-08-2010 07:32 PM
refill
Ive been lost Inside my own head Your lips movement Are only echoes of sounds Bouncing off of me And hit someone else. I feel lost in this place, This world, I used to know. And I have lost all ability To love, and thus Life has become meaningless Emptiness Nothingness. Tortured by every breath I take, The space between Is filled with visions. Visions they are all around me, Holding a gun to my head, Drowning in the Atlantic, Praying for a car crash, Or a nuclear bomb. But the reality haunts me, Like my past, And like a hostage, I am trapped in its embrace. No escape. So now, like the train I, too am at a standstill. Staring at the looking glass Hoping for Alice to pull me down the rabbit hole. So I could feel alive. Know I am, like a glass, empty, I am nothing but a hallow shell. So can I please get a refill?
Jeremy Ashton- jeremywashton@gmail.com
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09-02-2009 06:52 AM ET (US)
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RACISM Whether white as light Black,or still another, Only painters have the right To be,biased toward color. By:Arthur Charles Ford,Sr.,poet P.O. Box 4725 Pittsburgh,PA.15206-0725
Friends, Let me know if you publish the above. My info. follows:
GUIDELINES
Dear Literary Artist,
The Poet Band Company is asking for poetry(maximum,40 lines and prose (maximum,300 words) to be submitted for possible publication in THE POETRY EXPLOSION NEWSLETTER(THE PEN),issued quarterly(January,April,,July and October). JULYS ISSUES ARE DEDICATED TO ROMANTIC POETRY!!!
We published poems and prose pertaining to all subjects(love, holidays,etc.) and in any form(sonnets,haiku,rhyme,non-rhyme,free and blank verse). Simultaneous and pre-published submissions are accepted. Bio-sketches are optional. Presently, we are not paying monetarily, but if your works are selected, well mail you a free copy of the issue in which they appear.
Send us your best!!! All submissions must be typed and of camera ready quality. Submit a maximum of five works(and a L.S.A.S.E. with the correct postage if you want your works that are not accepted for publication to be returned). Also enclose a $1.00 reading fee(good for up to five submissions). Make your Check or Money Order payable to : Arthur C. Ford
P.O. BOX 4725 Pittsburgh,Pa. 15206-0725
E-MAIL:wewuvpoetry@hotmail.com
Note: If sending currency from another country, please send International Coupons(2 per dollar amount) or a Money Order or Check written in U.S. dollars from a U.S. bank.
If you have never been published, this may be your chance!!
Thanks for your love of the written word!!!!
Subscriptions: $20.00 yearly (4 issues) or $38.00 for two years. Send $4.00 for a sample issue. Outside the U.S.A. and Canada, $30.00 U.S. Dollars for 4 issues or $58.00 for two years.
POEMS ARE CRITIQUED AT 15 CENTS PER WORD!!! Advertising Rates:
Size One issue Four Issues
1/8 page $10.00 $35.00(Save $5)
ј page 20.00 $60.00(Save $20)
Ѕ page 40.00 $120.00(Save $40)
Full page 80.00 $270.00(Save $50)
Ads must be camera ready and printed in black and white. Logos are accepted.
Yours in Words,
ARTHUR
TOLL FREE NUMBER-1-866-234-0297
Bio-Sketch of: Arthur Charles Ford,Sr.
Arthur C. Ford,Sr. was born and raised in New Orleans,LA.
He earned a Bachelor of Science Degree from Southern University in
New Orleans, where he also studied creative writing and was a member
of the Drama Society. He has visited 45 states in this country and
resided for two years in Bruxelles,Belgium(Europe).
His poetry(lyrics) and prose have been published in newsletters,
journals and magazines throughout America and Canada.
His book,Reasons for Rhyming(Volume 1), will be released in
the near future.
Mr. Ford currently resides in Pittsburgh,PA. where he continues to
write, edit and publish a quarterly newsletter entitled THE POETRY
EXPLOSION NEWSLETTER(THE PEN).
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03-15-2009 01:08 PM ET (US)
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MUDDY WATERS
Rollickin', footstompin' goodtime, Windy City electric blues. Pinetop's juke joint piano rings for cousin Johnny Cockeroo. From the Mississippi Delta, Take the Clarksdale train up north to the South Side of Chicago where them wailin' blues harps moan. High priest and Hootchie Cootchie Man gots that rich, black baritone goin' way lowdown and dirty, cause Muddy's a roooollin' stone. Travlin' through the chitlin circuit winnin' Battles of the Bands against Howlin' Wolf, they scream when Muddy shouts out, "I'm a Man"!! Always got his mojo workin', even white boys heed the call. Muddy's blues done had a baby and they called it rock'n'roll. Whoa, yeah!
Gary Loggins 5/15/09 email:gloggons@comcast.net
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СТРОИТЕЛЬСТВО И РЕМОНТ "СимСтройСервис" известна на строительн м рынке с 2002 года как высокопрофессиональная и надежная строительная компа ия, мы также разрабатываем проекты домов и коттеджей в г. Моск а и Московской области. Мы занимаемся комплексно вопросами стр ительства домов, коттеджей, строительства бань: от получения р зрешения на строительство, архитектурного проекта и дизайна, до троительства под ключ, внутренней отделки и ремонта. Ремонт кв ртир и офисов является приоритетной задачей нашей компании, особ нно в сезон неактивного дачного строительства загородных домов и коттеджей.
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10-03-2008 06:17 PM ET (US)
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How i may contact admin this site? I have a question. iijiivei
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06-06-2008 07:44 PM ET (US)
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Music Piercing the Soul
A riff from an old song makes it's way into your heart Emotions you had forgotten well up inside you The tune conjures up memories of friends,lovers and wine intoxicated evenings The moon owverhead is the same old moon but you're not quite yourself Lost in nostalgic reveries you move into a waking dream ready to touch the fire gingerly Erotocism and memory combine to form images in the core of your being the tones bring you back to a time when life opened it's door for you Things have changed since then but the riff opens up your mind Music can paint the past and the future Let melody be your guide The world holds a place for you Let the notes bring you ther, where you should be At the junction of the past, present and future
Matthew Anish e-mail ppani@optonline.net
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