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Showing posts with label Online Writing. Show all posts

Friday, July 31, 2009

Falling in love again: A poem about opening yourself up to love




Falling in love again: A poem about opening yourself up to love

by alekhouse @ HubPages

From Denny:

Since yesterday was my birthday I thought I'd mellow out on the early AM posting today... :)

Here's the comment I left on her page - What a beautiful piece, loved it! And such good encouragement to others to dare, one more time, in spite of feeling burned out emotionally, to love once again, discovering they can now rest in the loving. Thank you for the word treat! Blogging this on over to my poetry blog for everyone else to enjoy too! Thank you for writing it.

Writing, Arts, culture, Literature, Love, Relationships

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Saturday, June 27, 2009

Totally Ridiculous Comedy: Jacks Nightclub



Totally Ridiculous Comedy: Jacks Nightclub

By Denny Lyon @ HubPages

From Denny: Wrote this recently as a raucous fast-paced ridiculous short story. It's really a bit long to post here and when that happens I park those writes over at HubPages. Take a look and you will be amused! Thanks for visiting!

Here's an excerpt from my world of the ridiculous:

"Jack jumped over the electric blue fox - who was hunting down the orange cat - who was preying upon the stupid cockroach that was having an identity crisis - and believed he was a popular dragonfly down at the local Irish pub - because he sang Irish songs everyone loved and wrote some damn good poetry.

The orange cat circled back to chase the identity crisis cockroach - who just knew he was really Irish in a former life - while the blue fox preened and bathed in the fast-paced lights of the nightclub – this fox enthusiastically embraced blue as the new fashion neutral - it was Jack who was looking for the weird alien orange cat that kept eluding him - who was stalking the brave Irish-singing cockroach determined to make it to Broadway.

The powerful-singing cockroach drowned out the elegant Irish pub-singing dragonfly - and soon the people customers complained about the strange odd noises blaring from the rising platform – it was two ants standing on a leaf singing opera - and more ants joined them from the audience singing 49 Bottles of Guinness Beer on the Wall and Get Down Tonight! – and soon the nightclub was jumping and bumping - and the people were dancing and squishing and splatting the friendly ants - who got the place hopping on a Saturday night in the first place."

For the rest of the story just click on the title link!

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Friday, May 1, 2009

Does Your Poetry Come From Your Soul?




"Poetry is the doorway to the soul." - Floria

Photo by alicepopkorn @ flickr

Below are some useful links, especially of the cranky assistant in the publishing business explaining why 95% of your query letters get rejected when you want to publish.

The more pleasant links are fun like the poetry 4 kids and informative and descriptive about writing like the gointothestory blog from a screenwriter who now teaches at a college.



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Friday, April 17, 2009

The Poetry Seen in Life!

Wild Poetry In Our Kitchen...!!! :)))Image by Denis Collette...!!! via Flickr



“There is not a particle of life that does not carry poetry within it.” - Gustave Flaubert

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Thursday, April 9, 2009

Letting Go Takes Love



LETTING GO TAKES LOVE

To let go does not mean to stop caring;
it means I can't do it for someone else.

To let go is not to cut myself off;
it's the realization I can't control another.

To let go is not to enable
but allow learning from natural consequences.

To let go is to admit powerlessness which means
the outcome is not in my hands.

To let go is not to try to change or blame another;
it's to make the most of myself.

To let go is not to care for
but to care about.

To let go is not to fix
but to be supportive.

To let go is not to judge
but to allow another to be a human being.

To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes
but to allow others to affect their destinies.

To let go is not to be protective;
it's to permit another to face reality.

To let go is not to deny
but to accept.

To let go is not to nag, scold or argue
but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.

To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires
but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it.

To let go is not to criticize or regulate anybody
but to try to become what I dream I can be.

To let go is not to regret the past
but to grow and live for the future.

To let go is to fear less and love more.
Remember: The time to love is short.

- Anonymous

Photo by Brenda Hervold @ flickr

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