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Featured Poet | GrammarFreak

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                                                         Wandering Through the Forest
Mention fleetingly that
you’re going to a friend’s house.
You’re not really,
Are you? 
 
Instead, you turn left, along the path;
Not right, towards the village.
You’re going towards the forest.
The magical forest
Your mother says it’s off limits.
What she doesn’t know,
Won’t ever hurt her. 
 
You reach the edge of the forest.
It’s dark in there
And cool.
Taking out your
Jacket from your bag,
You slip off your shoes
And put them into the bag,
Along with the sketch pad
And pastel blue pencil case. 
 
You know the sweet spot.
Tip toe,
Barefoot on the cool, dry leaves.
Quietly;
It’s like there’s
A big do not disturb sign.
You here a bird chirp here,
Nervous scurrying there. 
 
Suddenly a strong wind
Picks up.
Blows, almost howling.
Awakens the whole forest
The loose leaves,
Now floating around your knees,
The trees, now alive.
Watching. 
 
You’re nearly there.
It’s a small clearing.
Like Jacob’s Ladder,
A patch of sun
Shines upon the grass
Between gnarled old
Maple Tree roots.
 
You sit, and lean against one.
Now you watch silently
And wait.
You take out your pad and pencils.
You run a pale hand over the roots,
Then sketch them.
You sketch the critters
That scurry with
Such nervous haste.
 
The trees;
The entire forest.
In all its beauty,
It’s your one spot
To truly call your own.
Where by taking off your shoes,
You can feel the leaves,
Feel her breaths;
Beneath your feet.
It’s your place
Where you
Can feel alive.

 

 

 

                                                                                    As I Sit

                                                              As I sit,

I stare

At the bright blank page.

It screams at me:

Write something meaningful,

Or humorous,

But something people

Will actually like.

And if it turns into a chore,

You must cease.

 

As I sit,

And ponder,

I stare around my surroundings

Whatever to write about?

I wonder.

 

Perhaps a dashing man,

A lost cause;

A yearning love.

Perhaps a wild horse;

Or even one of

My fears;

My dreams.

 

Behind this veil,

I write what I wish.

Those people

Who read this

Won’t ever know

Whether it’s imagination

Or maybe something more.

 

As I sit,

I smile.

For what

I have created

May not be a masterpiece,

But, man;

Writing it

Was like living a second life.

More From Kugelmonkey…

More From Kugelmonkey
If you’d like to contact this poet, they may be reached at kugelmonkey@hotmail.com
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When I Close My Eyes
When I close my eyes,
It all goes away.
 
The screams,
The yelling,
The violence,
All relinquished.
 
Fading into grey,
As the torturous truth,
Leads the way.
 
When I close my eyes,
It all goes away.
 
The words,
The sighs,
The cries,
All released.
 
Fading into [...]

Featured Poet - Kugelmonkey

Featured Poet - Kugelmonkey
If you’d like to contact this poet, they may be reached at kugelmonkey@hotmail.com
To Submit your own work CLICK HERE
Innocent Impressions
 

He opens the door
Of his rickety old hut,
And pushes the door
Behind him shut.
 
He looks into the distance,
Through the pouring rain,
Looks down at his leg,
And groans in pain.
 
The trees are blowing,
Furiously,
And he walks along,
Curiously.
 
He [...]

If you like walking in the rain…

If you like walking in the rain…
The past is gone
I know that but
It seems to catch me
in a perpetual rut
If only the terrors
that were revealed
could somehow, some way
be magically healed
my Spirit longing
for new direction
but my outside armor
still a deflection
  to Love- Joy - Peace
all within me
yet buried so I can’t see
my Light
I’ll fight
It’s my right
to [...]

Featured Poet | Charles Owen Baldwin

Featured Poet | Charles Owen Baldwin
My friend Charles sent me this little diddy after reading my New Year’s post:
Merci beaucoup,
It can only be you,
my hearts desire
to be on fire
with the Love
from the Dove
Spirit Divine
in the Mind
of God’s Beloved
Always recovered
in the Now
we allow
with the gust
of Spirit a must
giving the part
to God in my HEART
Then, after I [...]

Featured Poet | Sharon Vollett

Featured Poet | Sharon Vollett
I am pleased to present the poetry of Sharon Vollett, for more information about Sharon visit her website www.petalsandpromises.org or send an e-mail to sharon@petalsandpromises.org.
SWEET, TENDER AND LOVING
The truth is no matter
what tragedies or traumas
that happened in our past
there is a deep inner core of our being
that is sweet, tender and [...]

The Forest

The Forest
The sun, it shines, with bright light
The sky, it glistens with radiant blue
But why is the forest so dark and dreary?
the tall towering trees seem to shut out life itself-
What is this darkness but sorrow?
Pity it is, for the forest makes all of the sorrow
Pity drags through the forest
and fails to see the light.
What [...]

Life Celebration | Aunt Karen

Life Celebration | Aunt Karen
On a visit to my Uncle Rick and Aunt Karen’s, we have found ourselves attending memorial services…
Though to a Doctor of English
these rhymes may be drivel
Karen has always inspired me
and spared me literary snivel
When I blasted an e-mail
about living in a red state
Karen’s was the first response
because she could commiserate
I looked [...]

Conflict | Peace

Conflict | Peace
My favorite prayer is “Help”
I often ask more specifically
with “Help me to see this differently”
and then I am reminded
about where I was amiss
Surely instead of conflict
I can see Peace instead of this…
For the one who likes to argue…
Do not cloud our light
with your need to be right
just an ego retreat
For there is no [...]

Custom Poetry | Why Write?

Custom Poetry | Why Write?
Years ago, when I began my custom poetry business, someone asked me why I write poetry.  So, to get the answer, I wrote this poem.
I never really asked the question
it’s something I just do
not understanding it myself
I’m hoping this gives me an answer too
Well, there are some reasons;
to gain a greater [...]

New Year | New US

New Year | New US
We hoped for change
and now it is here
a new administration
to begin this new year
will our energies shift
to love from fear?
Will the belief in suffering
come to an end?
will we stop naming enemies
and call others friend?
Most of us voted for it
the change we desire
we elected a leader
someone we can admire
but can we count [...]

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