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A Basket In the World | {poem by poem}
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Gatherings of a poet. A Basket In the World. A Basket In the World. Poetry isn’t a profession, it’s a way of life. It’s an empty basket;. You put your life into it. Something out of that.”. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out.
brittanydeininger | {poem by poem}
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Gatherings of a poet. A Basket In the World. I am a local Tacoma poet with a mission to inspire others to heal through writing, to find their voice, and to develop a poetic community. Through my creativity I strive for three things: To Become. Behold. Be Heard. POEM BY B.E. DEININGER When Necessary. November 23, 2012. A poet must be willing. To rub sticks together. When there is no burning. Bush in the wilderness. They must be willing. To be the poem. When necessary, they must. Light themselves on fire.
POEM BY B.E. DEININGER | Shabbat | {poem by poem}
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Gatherings of a poet. A Basket In the World. POEM BY B.E. DEININGER Shabbat. November 23, 2012. We sense when the end is coming. The fingered notes slow, the violinist. Up as if from a trance and signals. To the others with the eyes, the body,. And then it happens. Resolved,. The notations end. The musicians hover,. Unmoved statues, bows poised. Over the open strings. The audience breathes. Collectively. Nothing is played. No vibration. Struck. No one claps. It is part of the silent code. Especially at t...
POETRY PROMPT | Bird Note | {poem by poem}
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Gatherings of a poet. A Basket In the World. POETRY PROMPT Bird Note. November 21, 2012. The barn owl settles. Beneath her in the dance. Of motherhood, gather,. Shuffle, feed ,gather,. Ever careful to lift. Her death claw as she. Steps up and over each ball. Of fluff and dark eyes,. Minding their little lives. Her body is the first comfort. Of this world, a warmth that. Echoes their first tight house. Of becoming. A mother’s. Feathered face draws close,. With the night song,. The barn song, the only.
POETRY PROMPT | Never Stop Learning | {poem by poem}
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Gatherings of a poet. A Basket In the World. POETRY PROMPT Never Stop Learning. November 20, 2012. Creativity and imagination are the themes that run through all of these talks and they are worth listening to as a way to engage with other artists, writers, poets, and thinkers with the same needs, fears, and relationship with possibility. Your Elusive Creative Genius. Filed under Poetry Prompts. View all posts by brittanydeininger ». One response ». November 20, 2012 at 11:49 pm. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Saturday, July 16, 2016. I am a lost cloud in your sky. I am a lost cloud in your sky. I am a lost cloud,. Finding a home to reside. Dark night is closing out,. Looking for a shoulder to hide. Floating alone now I came so far,. Still having no sight of you. And I look up to stars,. Tell me where's my cute. Tired body and sleepy eyes,. Awaiting to lose myself. No its not lies,. Sleeping when alone I am closest with thyself. Yes I don't want to be awaken,. This night is already such a surpise. I feel nice,.
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{poem by poem} | gatherings of a poet
Gatherings of a poet. A Basket In the World. POEM BY B.E. DEININGER When Necessary. November 23, 2012. A poet must be willing. To rub sticks together. When there is no burning. Bush in the wilderness. They must be willing. To be the poem. When necessary, they must. Light themselves on fire. B E Deininger 2012. Fire Painting by Yves Klein. Filed under Poetry by B.E. Deininger. And tagged Brittany Deininger. POEM BY B.E. DEININGER Shabbat. November 23, 2012. We sense when the end is coming. Especially at t...
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