WWWorrrrrrdddsssslllllllliiiinnnngggggggerrrr is a poet with 4 wheel drive, so lets go for a ride..... \,,/(-.-)\,,/ ~ WordSlingers' NUDGED SKETCHES OF FLIGHTY THINGS WARNING!!! RECITE @ YOUR OWN RISK WARNING!!! .... -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. http://schoolofpoetry.yuku.com I have rounded up the teachers via the net. RHPeat, Neville, Oren, Balladeer, ThoughtCaster, Rhafam. I am also learning from Robin Bates. http://www.betterlivingthroughbeowulf.com 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 http://community.history.com/topic/363........ 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 Non-identical 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........ 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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. http://www.amazon.com/gp/pdp/profile/A2S36OE1JTEDDF?ie=UTF8&ref_=ya_56 A poet is only as good as their last poem (quote Poet Olan L. Smith)