Candles Sway

Lovely poem. I truly enjoyed it’s rhythm and thought.

Morgan's avatarPoet's Corner

Candles Sway

Passion moving with Elegant Grace,
Desire and Mystery written upon Your Face,
Sending me to the Most Blissful state,

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I need someone other than a cat to review my book!

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I could really use a book review for my poetry anthology The Vault Main Floor on my Smashwords profile.
Many of my poems from my blog and similar such styling can be found in my book.
If you have  a minute to spare and some words to share I would greatly appreciate it.
If you need anything let me know what I can do for you!

Cheers to you all.

Jennifer

P.S While you are there you could always pick up a copy for yourself… !

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/365167

Don’t ‘assume’ that you know why I like you.

Ahhh facebook…
Why do you like posts?

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The infamous ‘like’ button.

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We see it on facebook, WordPress, Instagram, Stumble Upon and list goes on.

People ‘like’ to keep track, tally and constantly compare one another’s stats and above all ‘likes’.

I’ve noticed the trend and it’s made me quite curious so I’ve decided to explore the concept of liking in a little more depth.

What is the criteria that you use to determine when you will give a like?  Is it a conscious thought process or do you just like away?  Have you ever really sat down and thought about why you choose to like something, especially something like a facebook page that will be in your day-to-day news feed stream?

I was reading a post on facebook from a friend’s page recently and although I may not have agreed with the entire subject matter (his belief) I liked the presentation, the underlying message (the moral ideas…

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Broken By Design

Wow. Love this. Such a fantastic use of words and emotions!

✡David✡'s avatarSacred Words Of A Nomad Soul

Blurry visions of my past

Revolve around the things I see.

Old regrets and hollow things

Keep echoing behind my eyes.

Every thought inside my head

Now lies drenched in puddles of pain.

 

Because I have drowned in my own remorse,

You will not hear my heart’s mechanisms.

 

Dreadful resuscitation; 

Ecstatic movement of your eyes

Surely proclaim my mistake.

I have been proven wrong today;

Going by what you have done

Now it seems you love the un-dead.

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Seasons

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The Pyramid

pyramid, government, politics, poetry, capitalism

The Pyramid

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Do you cherish the perishable?

The wounded and the comparable

The destruction,

The corruption

The social destroyer

Or the employer?

To the unemployed

The deployed

The myriad

Period.

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The Pyramid

© Jennifer David 2013

Word of the Day

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A little bit of me today on Share Your Articles.

cyril's avatarShare Your Articles

An Interview with Jennifer David(Author and Blogger)

jenyName:Jennifer David

Blog :https://writingsofamrs.wordpress.com/

1. Can you tell us something about your blogging journey. How and when did you enter into blogging? 

I started blogging on April 1st 2013.  April Fool’s Day of all days!  I decided to start a blog to take some time for me.  Something personal, although very public.  I needed to give some attention to my writing.  I felt the need to express myself and I am so thankful that I decided to listen to and respond to the desire.

2. How many hours do you spend per day on your blog(s)?

The amount of time varies depending on what my day entails.  I am very busy with a large family and also a part time job.  If I had it my way I would spend 8 hours a day on the various aspects that go with…

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reclaim the broken …

Nicki is such a great encourager and supporter of my writing. I really enjoyed this post. Please give it a read and show her some love!
Thanks, Jennifer

N.H.W's avatarPoetry of my Heart

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broken by 10,000 pieces
but back together piece by piece
different stages,
a chapter within the book of life,
within itself, dreams are shattered
Like a mirror…..
there is hope,
an inner strength deep within sleeping
awakening to reclaim what was broken

N.H.W

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