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Equality-Candice Louisa Daquin
I have no words to add to this except that, please read this, you will be and should be glad that you did. Let's just stop with all the prejudices and biases and the judging goggles!
Tanaga by 2 (J&J)
I fell in love with the last two lines. Jilly really did an amazing job on the first half of my poem. J&J do have a nice rhythm to it!
I must confess, this is a new form to me. I thank Jeren for introducing it to me! I have completed his Tanaga by 2 making it collaborative poetry by J&J (Jeren & Jilly). Enjoyed this a great deal. If you have not completed one of the two Tanagas in our July Challenge, I recommend it! (The other is offered by Jenna. Makes for a plethora of J’s!)
If love or lust, you did ask
I would jump up & down to say
That love is where my mind lay,
Not heart, body, I could mask.
But you split minds like devil,
Gave two heaven, which to miss,
I treasure the days of bliss,
To make a choice, void of will.
Within your eyes I would bask
Wrapped in thy love to allay
These fears I dare not obey
But link our hearts tis the task
Frame is…
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Tanaga by 2 — Charley’s Take
Another version of my Tanaga and it's just completely delightful. You can take my word for it, if are in to those things! Source: Tanaga by 2 -- Charley's Take
July Collaboration Challenge
It’s a completed version of my half-poem from Jenna at revived writer. She did it excellently!
This month, Jilly’s is hosting a challenge to write the first half of a poem and then write the second half of another poet’s poem. I haven’t written my original first half yet, but I completed Jerennazuto’s Tanaga. Hopefully I did it justice. The original is in blue, and my addition is in purple.
If love or lust, you did ask
I would jump up & down to say
That love is where my mind lay,
Not heart, body, I could mask.
But you split minds like devil,
Gave two heaven, which to miss,
I treasure the days of bliss,
To make a choice, void of will.
I sit on the windowsill,
Through the window looking out,
Haunted by this inner shout.
Regret is a bitter pill.
This became a special hell,
Self in two directions stretched,
Are the keys to heaven fetched?
Dear, eternity will tell.
July Challenge
I think this is going to be really fun, so everybody join us! For some interactive poetic experience.
“Casting Bricks to Attract Jade”
Hello my Friends and Fellow Poets. Welcome to the July Challenge!
Many of us have expressed a desire to continue writing and sharing our work with one another during the time when the Poet’s Pub over at dVerse is closed and it fit nicely with a conversation I had with Colin Lee a short time ago. Idioms are a fascination for me, especially those from other languages and cultures, so when Colin shared a Chinese idiom with me, I had to do a bit of research to find out what it meant and where it originated. The idiom is “Casting bricks to tease jade out of the master.” I was pleasantly surprised to discover that its origins are in poetry. Here’s the story from Changing Minds
Meaning:
“…this idea I’m tossing out there is just a brick, but perhaps it will lead one of you…
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Born to be a Blogger!
I think I born to be a blogger! Sounds cocky? Small or large minded? I don't know! but I think it's supposed to be and still a big part of me. To explain this fact, let's go back a little in time. I don't remember when, but as far as I can remember, I have … Continue reading Born to be a Blogger!
Go dog go café!
Go dog go café is an amazing place where writers thrive under an inspiring environment. I'm so glad to make it to their post. Thank you so much to my dear friend, Gina from singledust, for talking about my 10 objects challenge submission. It's a great honor. Please check the café out, it's a great source of inspiration for me these days, could … Continue reading Go dog go café!
Updates #2
A really great and fun initiative. Everybody is welcome to participate!
Like Stem and Rose
The bright red rose Bloomed and arose Filled with a child's innocence At the very start of its florescence A rarest of beauty purest of an entity waves in the twilight wind Humming a melancholic sound No not I, the red rose Meh, Not even close I bear it Tear it Draw blood You will … Continue reading Like Stem and Rose