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The Unpleasant Call of the Midnight Snack | Prose Poetry Prose
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And there silence was no more. The Unpleasant Call of the Midnight Snack. The scent of ginger, gur, or glaze,. Charmed sizzle in the. Mind’s kitchen,. NaPoWriMo Day 5: Cinquains. Note: “kitchen of thought” makes the line syllable count to 9, while “mind’s kitchen” keeps it at 8. April 5, 2013. 2 Comments to “The Unpleasant Call of the Midnight Snack”. April 5, 2013 at 11:50 pm. I like this very much! April 6, 2013 at 8:29 am. Thank you, othermary! Your Poetic Retort Here Cancel reply. Laquo; Previous Post.
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Unfortunate Conflict of Interest | Prose Poetry Prose
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And there silence was no more. Unfortunate Conflict of Interest. Or not at all. Title inspired by Day 4 NaPoWriMo prompt and Scottish science fiction writer Iain M. Banks’ fictional spaceship. April 4, 2013. 2 Comments to “Unfortunate Conflict of Interest”. April 5, 2013 at 9:27 pm. I love this poem. I read it out loud and I like the way it stops and falters. Poetry as a way to bring disorder into an ordered world. April 6, 2013 at 8:27 am. Thank you, luna994! Your Poetic Retort Here Cancel reply. Create...
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Prose Poetry Prose | and there silence was no more | Page 2
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And there silence was no more. November 3, 2014. September 30, 2014. Here I am in full attention. Caffeine-buzzed. Confused. Barely making any sense. Again. But I am listening. Yes. I heard you say that. Well which one is it, the well-done or the well-made? Who put it there? How old is it? Top Posts and Pages. The Unpleasant Call of the Midnight Snack. Your Trope, Your Trope, Gertrude Stein. Unfortunate Conflict of Interest. Lofty Poetry and More Coffee Please. Leave me Alone, Pablo Neruda.
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Writing to Jazz | Prose Poetry Prose
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And there silence was no more. In a funk lately, incribing prose poetry to music, language play, and Jazz. What a great summer! Who can understand the language of poetry? Tell me one person who does, they’re full of baloney. All the willows, winds, and windpipes, can not sing of the definition of a poem. The eyes see the words, but the soul, only the soul can read them. June 19, 2012. Your Poetic Retort Here Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:.
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Creation and Recycling | Prose Poetry Prose
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And there silence was no more. March 23, 2015. Your Poetic Retort Here Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (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. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.
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Lofty Poetry and More Coffee Please | Prose Poetry Prose
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And there silence was no more. Lofty Poetry and More Coffee Please. July 19, 2012. I'm no expert. But good poetry is good poetry no matter who wrote it. 2 Comments to “Lofty Poetry and More Coffee Please”. July 26, 2012 at 12:00 pm. August 4, 2012 at 7:11 am. Your Poetic Retort Here Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new posts via email.
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Leave me Alone, Pablo Neruda | Prose Poetry Prose
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And there silence was no more. Leave me Alone, Pablo Neruda. August 22, 2012. How can one explain pain? Your Poetic Retort Here Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (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. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out.
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The Big C | Prose Poetry Prose
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And there silence was no more. November 3, 2014. Your Poetic Retort Here Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (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. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.
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Free from the Fear of Bartering a Poem | Prose Poetry Prose
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And there silence was no more. Free from the Fear of Bartering a Poem. June 29, 2012. Your Poetic Retort Here Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (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. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new posts via email.