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Poetmeister 4 Poets is a remarkable resource for all poetry bloggers, and has the full support and gratitude of PWB.

National Poetry Reading Month- You In?

Poetry Free For All is starting a new event, NaPoReMo. The idea is to buy a new book of poetry and spend a month reading it and doing posts on it.

One of the new members of PWB has taken part in our jigsaw poem project. Click here to read Entagled Trophy at Piece of Pie ala mode

Check this out. Elaine Magliaro from Wild Rose Reader has been working overtime to collect links to poetry related posts made on the blogosphere this week. Thanks for your hard work, Elaine! Click here to visit Wild Rose Reader and see the Poetry Friday Roundup.

Check out our latest Jigsaw Poem

This poet sent me their poem and a link, rather than just a link. That is why this poem is posted here while others are linked to here. The poets made the choice, not me. You can still have your jigsaw poem or a link to your jigsaw poem posted on PWB if you want. Send me an email at poetswhoblog@yahoo.com

The point of this project? To spread poetry throughout the blogosphere by exposing more people to new poets. That is the point of PWB. If you support us, you don't support me, you support every poet who shares their creativity with the world by posting their poems on a blog. So be generous with your comments and your critiques so PWB can stay alive.

Dinner Party by Nathan from Exhaust Fumes and French Fries

Let's drink. Let's eat. Let's tell
stories incomplete like life.
Let's be open, embrace and
fight across the table. Let's talk.

Describe a fantasy, a fable:
"He was thirty when his mind
was bent, broken off like a
key in a lock.

Till then life was a plumb line
snapped in chalk, able to be
plotted point by point. A precious
fantasy of an infinite sum."

We know life is an ellipse. We
orbit a central question, spin
and...wait, let me clarify...

"He was thirty when his mind was
sent to the salt mines, when it
began to lean like a drunken uncle
being helped to bed."

Wait, let me clarify what I
said...

Let's eat. Each night we set
a place for peace just in case.
Let's talk openly, face to face.
This is not a dress rehearsal.
Continue the halting stutter, the
sudden reversal. Let assurances
float and flutter like leaflets from a
propaganda bomb.

If I could remember what I meant...

Let all portable machines go silent.
It's time to eat. Granite and pine
bark, soil and sea water, our menu
is complete.

"He was thirty when his mind
was bent. He spent nine years
building a replacement out of
copper wire, tin, gossip, art and lies."

We orbit. We mix and collide, volatile
compounds. Eyes are fixed on the question
the way people stare at magic tricks, the
way the slave stares at his dominatrix.

Let's eat. Let's eat. It's getting late.
Let's not be squeamish. Each reach
for an other's plate.

The question will not edify...please,
let me clarify...

New Link Exchange

This site is trying to link to one million blogs. Why not be on the list?

Click here to visit the Million Blog List.

Visit Raven's Wings

The newest poet to join PWB has written a poem for our jigsaw project. Click here to read Wounds by Nicole Nicholson

Another Jigsaw Poem

If you look below there are three poems that I have linked to, all written for the jigsaw project.

Here's another to check out:

Kraken by Lirone

Celeberties Who Write Poetry

After one of PWB poets sent me a link to a well-known person's poetry I thought it might be interesting to gather links and poems by some celebrities to share with you.

The first one is by Leonard Nimoy, actor best known for playing Mr. Spock.

Come Be With Me

I love you
not for what
I want you to be
But for what you are

I loved you then
For what you were
I love you now
for what you have become

I miss you
And not only you

I miss what I am
When you are here...
You bring out the best in me



Pop By Barack Obama, senator and presidential candidate in the United States.

Sitting in his seat, a seat broad and broken

In, sprinkled with ashes,

Pop switches channels, takes another

Shot of Seagrams, neat, and asks

What to do with me, a green young man

Who fails to consider the

Flim and flam of the world, since

Things have been easy for me;

I stare hard at his face, a stare

That deflects off his brow;

I'm sure he's unaware of his

Dark, watery eyes, that

Glance in different directions,

And his slow, unwelcome twitches,

Fail to pass.

I listen, nod,

Listen, open, till I cling to his pale,

Beige T-shirt, yelling,

Yelling in his ears, that hang

With heavy lobes, but he's still telling

His joke, so I ask why

He's so unhappy, to which he replies . . .

But I don't care anymore, cause

He took too damn long, and from

Under my seat, I pull out the

Mirror I've been saving; I'm laughing,

Laughing loud, the blood rushing from

his face

To mine, as he grows small,

A spot in my brain, something

That may be squeezed out, like a

Watermelon seed between

Two fingers.

Pop takes another shot, neat,

Points out the same amber

Stain on his shorts that I've got on mine,

and

Makes me smell his smell, coming

From me; he switches channels, recites

an old poem

He wrote before his mother died,

Stands, shouts, and asks

For a hug, as I shrink, my

Arms barely reaching around

His thick, oily neck, and his broad back;

'cause

I see my face, framed within

Pop's black-framed glasses

And know he's laughing too.


The third poem is from legendary rapper Tupac Shakur, published as a spoken word poem after his death, as read by Nikki Giovanni.

...Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature's law is wrong it learned to walk with out having feet. Funny it seems, but by keeping its dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared....Full lyrics here.



You can also check out, if you are so inclined:

Jimmy Stewart, a youtube clip of him reading a poem.

Two poems by Ally Sheedy and one by Charlie Sheen

Back To Babylon by Viggo Mortenson, an actor and poet. Founder of Perceval Press.

Jigsaw Poems Updates

Our latest challenge was to write a poem that incorporates these ten words, all donated by members.



time
precious
reversal
clarify
volatile
silent
fantasy
flutter
peace
bent


You can have your poem posted at PWB or on your own blog with a link given here or both. Here are the three poems written so far:

Bent by Lissa
Time and Time Again by Sara
Forgiveness by Why Paisley

Want to send me a poem or a link for this project? Write me at poetswhoblog@yahoo.com

Poems for the Unknown Solidier

Today is Memorial Day in the United States. To honor the multidide of men and women who have served or are currently serving in our armed forces, here are links to poems written by various poets. I combed the blogosphere to find these.


Memorial Day Sonnet by John Stuart
A collaborative poem written at the blog AgentOrange, posted by Greg.
Going to the Gone by Greg Asimakoupoulos
Memorial Day Sonnet by Garrison Keillor
Flanders Fields by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD

Time for another Jigsaw Poem. Want to play?

Time to write your poems. Here's how you play along:

Create a poem that incorporates the ten words listed in the comments
Send the poem to me at poetswhoblog@yahoo.com
I will post the poem on here with a link to your site.

Check out PWB archives if you want to read the last four poems created for this project.

What a Poet Knows

I found a lovely poem about what a poet feels after crafting a new poem. It is by Canadian poet Heather Glasgow. Click here to read it.

Leave a link to any poem you love in the comments.

Updated-New I Promise List

We have a brand new I Promise Blogroll. These poets will visit each other every Thursday and comment on each other's work:

The Poetic Soul List

Jane Doe from Jane's Writing
Just Someone from Poetic Endeavors
Lawrence from Crowned with Laurels
One More Believer from Piece of Pie ala Mode

You must have at least 20 poems on your site and update regulary to join. You can read about the I Promise concept here. I'll make another list if more people are interested or shuffle members around if a list goes dormant. Let me know.

We have several other lists already made:

The Heart of a Poet List
The Poet Within List
Poetic License List
The Beauty in Words List
The Pay it Forward List


Thanks to all the bloggers who support PWB.

Note- I mistakenly added Winter Reading from the blog Poet Mouse to this list when the poet hadn't meant to join. So that blog has been removed.

We are looking for more poets to join the Pay It Forward List.

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