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I'm a Poet with 4 wheel drive, so come on lets go for a ride.

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is a poet with 4 wheel drive, so lets go for a ride.....
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-smile and blessings.....

I have written (self-taught) Poetry
since 15 October 1987, until recently
I am studying the greats,
and have started a School of Poetry.
I have rounded up the teachers via the net.
RHPeat, Neville, Oren, Balladeer, ThoughtCaster, Rhafam.
I am also learning from Robin Bates.

Don't worry,
I won't loose the old school WordSlinger feel.
I just want to add more to the 21st Century deal, lol
Any way thanks for all reads, and friendships.

I create poems in all genres so don't trip!....
Let me know when you want a reading.
I am no mind reader.......
Furthermore a reading from you would be nice.....

I have to take the road that Bruce Lee
took towards the Martial Arts,
as an Analogy here. Like Water;
I take the Literature Arts of Poetry.
In the beginning I used free verse, swift rhyming, lyrical, metal-rap-groove verse.
With definition and aggression. Now I try deferent systems , in all genres, as always,
And put them to my personal use,
furthermore put to use what is useful when needed,and reject what I dont need at the time for a specific write. Using no specific way is the way, I am the way I write, but keeping in mind, the tools at hand. No limitations as the limitation. With all poetry styles ( trapping, and grabbing )-(Mind locks-Heart locks-Spiritual locks-) Honestly expressing ones self is difficult to do: The Poet, the creating individual is always more important than any style or system. Absorb what is useful, discard what is useless, And add to what is your own. I write my own interpretation of poetry. Concepts behind concepts. Dedicating to creating creative new-original thoughts, and poetry. Like I write with one hand, but if I could write with the other, at the same time, a different poem,
that would be to break boundaries.
As asking multi-tasking: Poetry styles separate poets. Style is a continuous growth.
Poetry skills/tools are weapons and you have to use all of them, to incorporate all styles.
(Move all parts of your poetry) Put everything into it, all energy. Rest then progress.
A true poet is constantly growing, and when he or she are bound by a set of styles,
or a way of doing things, thats when he stops growing. To reach a reader you have to move to them, advance, and retreat- advance retreat, furthermore slide and step back, push, and push back, circle them ( put the reader on defense),and close them in, and hit them with the best closure. Poetry is like water, flexible, it has to go somewhere.

Please Join Us On The History Channel.....
Are you a snow flake, or are we snow???
A snowflake is one of God's most fragile creations, but look what they can do when they stick together! ~Author Unknown

PRINCE SOUL (Steps To The Throne)

1. Demonic Ambush

The world began to laugh
When I showed
I havent even spoke
One whispered
In 1920 you were predicted
I came from the west
I am shaggy as rivers,
forests and mountains
My eyes see the universe
natural and super
My mind is of many cuts
I have fought demons
Half-horse, half alligator
I am victorious, I bled

2. Lullaby's Of Divinity

Now I hear lullaby's of divinity
I see war fields, I see lying there
belief, faith, and love, all their bodies
Sifting, am I alone here?
Did we not shelter our spirit a good home?

All that is left is scraps, it seems to be
I ve came upon earth to late for the feast
But there is room and occasion for me
I continue to be. I have eyes to see

I take this age on trust
as the best that it ever was
That means you desire me all the more
Well what are poets for?
With little to work with
What is still good of this world?
My tongue for my thoughts
creates priceless ness bought

3. Soil And Methods Of Wading

Oh mystery of nature replenish earth again
Balance above all things and mend
Expansions in all directions
Complete your circle, a new generation

Nothing more youthful than youth
Nothing more womanly than a woman
Nothing more beautifully than beautiful
I ask you, apostle you, and message you

I will tell you what you like
Face to face, you are like
grace and goodness, true and fair
I will reveal and justify
to all those that stare

As long as my life endures
with love I bear witness for sure
And in my gallery of memory
Your forever thy mystical and free

In every hour that passes
I Prince Soul feel deeply of the present

John E. WordSlinger........
(Serving Poetry Since Oct, 15 1987)
All Poems & Words Are First Electronic
1987-2010 © Copyrighted & Published
Into The PubliC Domain 2037-2060.
By John E WordSlinger
Begets of Autumn (google) LLC .
ACPublish/BMI.Harry Fox Agency
Poems are embedded In Sap.
With My Blood-on them
The Veil of a Weapon.
All Rights Reserved
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Pour Madeleine Seule

Lune candide vous brillez moins que les hanches
De mon amour
Aubes que j'admire vous tes moins blanches
Aubes que chaque jour
J'admire hanches si blanches

Il y a le reflet de votre blancheur

Au fond de cet aluminium

Dont on fait des bagues

Dans cette zone ogne la blancheur
O hanches si blanches.

By Guillaume Apollinaire

Only For Madeleine

Moon innocent unless you shine In my hips love
Dawns I admire you as white as each day
dawns I admire oh so white hips should reflect your whiteness
At the bottom of this aluminum rings which are made in this area
where there is white O hips so white.

A poet is only as good as their last poem (quote Poet Olan L. Smith)

Birth Place
Seattle, WA USA
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