Hyde Park Poetry Thursday Poets Rally Week 89, Pittsburg, Detroit, Frankford, Orlando, Lawrence, New York, Silicon Valley, etc.
Monday, January 14, 2019
a happy birthday greeting to poets rally week 89, 9 is magical at hyde park with jingle
Hyde Park Poetry Thursday Poets Rally Week 89, Pittsburg, Detroit, Frankford, Orlando, Lawrence, New York, Silicon Valley, etc.
Thursday, January 3, 2019
poetry picnic week 48, new year special (happy 2019): January, Spring, Wishes, and Refreshed Faith

Welcome to Jingle Poetry At Olive Garden
An Italian Poetry Cafe For Poets Who Share and Get Inspired...
This blog has started its operation officially on August 18, 2011.
which makes us think of better terms: prayers, meditation, high tech, spelling bees, and world peace
through poetry picnics in any where, anytime, and any subject...
charming poets from our place allcarry our spirit, spending lots of time keeping our poems well formed until today
Peace Under the Ice and Fire Moon
By
In the night of darkness
the breeze of ice and fire blew by
A lullaby was heard in form of waves
I should sleep with peace for
eternity
Loose Change
By
I turned over a new leaf
Which was attached to a branch
Linked to a trunk
Rooted in the ground
The cold dark earth
The warm light earth
Where used to reside the roots
Linked to a trunk
Attached to a branch
That held a leaf
Which turned me under
When you don't know
where your story's going
because you don't know where
your life is going.....
where your story's going
because you don't know where
your life is going.....
Untitled
By
By
Keep going.
Go with the
flow or go against the grain
but, go.
There is healing in movement.
Move loudly in protest
or move slowly in silence
but be
moved. To tears,
to action,
to goodness,
and on toward necessary change.
You worry
you're wandering.
but steps mean trust and the path is hidden only from your weak eyes.
Strain, seek. It will one day be made plain.
Go with the
flow or go against the grain
but, go.
There is healing in movement.
Move loudly in protest
or move slowly in silence
but be
moved. To tears,
to action,
to goodness,
and on toward necessary change.
You worry
you're wandering.
but steps mean trust and the path is hidden only from your weak eyes.
Strain, seek. It will one day be made plain.
Tuesday, September 11, 2018
poetry picnic points, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018,etc.
poetry picnic points, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018,etc
great poetry picnics all the way from 8/18/2011 to 8/18, 2013,
then, we do world peace yearly, with strong and consistent poems
which means world peace round up may 1, 2012 ---may 1, 2018
it seems like magic
poems and poets shifting their locations
writing fresh air into their blood
breathing Emily dikinson, robert frost, and jingle yanqiu styles into worldwide webs
faculty read
staff read
students read
school teachers read
after they read
they write out new layers of poetry balls
dark crows join grey sparrows
shooting comet tails a line in blue sky
poems enter our dreams
tickling
singing
we do feel the cheers to modern technology
susan constantin, who chooses to sleep on october 5,
eventually comea back
she is alive
she enjoys free blogging
susan constantin, she is anew
charlotte bronte
Ted Berrifan
laura bush, george bush, michelle obama, and barakc obama walk around new york city
donald trump and melania trump vote for world peace in ny
contrasting to wrold peace and poetry rally,
some folks like to uce violence promoting their disagreement, which leads to lots of damages
new york city has remained strong and poetic after 9/11, 2010
great poetry picnics all the way from 8/18/2011 to 8/18, 2013,
then, we do world peace yearly, with strong and consistent poems
which means world peace round up may 1, 2012 ---may 1, 2018
it seems like magic
poems and poets shifting their locations
writing fresh air into their blood
breathing Emily dikinson, robert frost, and jingle yanqiu styles into worldwide webs
faculty read
staff read
students read
school teachers read
after they read
they write out new layers of poetry balls
dark crows join grey sparrows
shooting comet tails a line in blue sky
poems enter our dreams
tickling
singing
we do feel the cheers to modern technology
susan constantin, who chooses to sleep on october 5,
eventually comea back
she is alive
she enjoys free blogging
laura bush, george bush, michelle obama, and barakc obama walk around new york city
some folks like to uce violence promoting their disagreement, which leads to lots of damages
new york city has remained strong and poetic after 9/11, 2010
Tuesday, May 22, 2018
Happy Birthday From Google and Yahoo to Tom Pickens, and to All of us
a birthday cake is yummy
Just past dawn, the sun stands
with its heavy red head
in a black stanchion of trees,
waiting for someone to come
with his bucket
for the foamy white light,
and then a long day in the pasture.
I too spend my days grazing,
feasting on every green moment
till darkness calls,
and with the others
I walk away into the night,
swinging the little tin bell
of my name.
this poem is written by Ted Kooser
on creative writing, and what a c c champain
Tuesday, May 1, 2018
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