Fri 030921 Been reading/writing poetry at: AllPoetry.com; joined: PowerPoetry.org (for teenagers)

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It is to be noted that I have poems stored/published online at: PoemHunter.com.


To quote one of these...

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If I were the Devil's shoes,
I would be a Dominatrix's high heels;
Piercing into and through
The eye of a Pervert!

 Thursday, May 27, 2010










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Fri 3rd Aug 2021 18:49 PM GMT

Of late...meaning, during the last week...say, 3/4/5 days...I been hanging out online at: AllPoetry.com; where I'm interested in both 'reading/writing' poems online. Here is one of mine:

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Paucity; and, giving thanks...

There is something about paucity
Which is thrilling...; and,
Very deeply thrilling it is, too;
Because...
Much more thrilling than is having things...
is NOT having things;
as it makes you 'want/yearn'
To have those things
all the more.
(Quite unlike whenever you get it, however;
and, then, do eventually -inevitably- become 'bored'...!)

Not that I'm saying that
having nothing is good;
But, then, when one carefully thinks about it...;
hardly anybody has absolutely nothing;
even, the poorest of the poor,
have the grass, flowers, bees, trees, river water's;
sun/clouds/moon/stars/
nay, even this whole entire Universe...;
and, of course, God (if you are a believer);
but, if not...you still have Science...;
and, Science gives us much to look forwards to
in regards to both knowing and understanding ourselves/
as well as, others
-(human/or, not)-
all around us.

Just as there is no Light without Darkness;
and, equally, it could be argued,
no Darkness without Light;
and, these two things are both
heavily inter-dependent on one another
in order to even exist at all...?!
Similarly, there's no Love without Hate;
no Success without Failure;
no Happiness without Sadness;
no Peace without War;
no Life without Death;
and, so it is that
at the end of the day,
for all and everything
I remain, well and truly, grateful.

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Today, I actually went and joined:

...where just a few moments ago...I wrote my first poetry entry as follows:

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Bills, bills, BILLS...

...constantly, incoming.

 

Money, money, MONEY...

...constantly, outgoing.

 

Savings, virtually NONE...;

As soon as 'any' money comes in...;

...then, I find it's, immediately, ALL GONE...?!
 

Goodness, life is tough...

...being a 'grown up'!

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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NOTE: PowerPoetry.org, is really meant to be for those people who are teenagers; but, I just decided to go join in there, anyway. After all, the young are FREE...and, therefore, their minds are capable of creating anything...without restrictions to form/or, normal official thinking...that a poem is either this/or, that; so, basically, I feel it might be worthwhile learning from them, too.

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Being I'm already a member of Udemy...I also went and joined some FREE courses there, including:


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4th September 2021 05:59 AM GMT


Joined PoetrySoup.com; but, haven't actually added any poems there, yet.

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6th September 2020 04:17 AM GMT



Example poem...

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TIME/DATE 05:40 08/09/2021
TITLE: Door slamming...
GENRE: Real life observation/documentary

With a loud creak...! The heavy door, 
very slowly slams itself shut...; 
and, also, automatically.      

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