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Chapter One I’m outside for a cumulative ten minutes each day before work. Five to walk from my apartment building to the subway, another five to go from the subway to the anemic obelisk that houses my office. I try to breathe as deeply as I can in those minutes, because I never know […]
If you’re over 50 and have a bit of time on your hands, now could be the perfect time in life to open up a business of your own. You’ve got a lot of experience to offer, and that could be reflected very well in a targeted product or service. Or even if you want
There is a night that calls my name. Deep in the woods The fog creeps through the trees. I hear the call of the ancient souls The wolf howl and the laughing crone. The foxfire trips over fae wings And whispers tales of old, The Sidhe and Tuatha De Danaan Dining on
Squalor and Hunger are not twin evils Poverty and filth do not cohabitate Your domicile is not always your home The government controls your life But does not care for your body Hunger breeds resistance Hunger makes a pacifist murder Hunger makes a mother steal Random words do not flow As easily when you
[contentblock id=1 img=gcb.png] Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell was the first book ever printed of the Bronte sisters. Due to the prejudice to female writers at the time, they adopted male pen names. The names corresponded to the first letters of their names: Charlotte was Currer Bell, Anne Acton Bell, and Emily Ellis
The mist rises up from the river Clinging to the mountains like a quilt Velvety greens and blacks held together by threads of white The valley is waking Soon the day will begin The mist will evaporate into the rays of the sun The streets will fill with cars and commotion But for
I just had to share this poem today. I couldn’t resist. Evelyn By Angela Wybrow Her beautiful eyes Are like opaque blue pearls. Her fair hair hangs loose, In light, delicate curls. She is tall and slender, And moves with elegance and grace. There are lines of wisdom, Blessing her once youthful face.
Floetry was the marriage of poetry and music. Floetry united the lyricism of song with the lyricism of spoken word to create something amazing and inspirational. Floetry introduced spoken word poetry to a wider audience. Natalie Stewart, a slam champion and a founding member of the performance poetry group 3 Plus 1 which was rising
