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Wednesday, December 25, 2013
Monday, July 8, 2013
'Twist Of Fate' Anthology Now Available
The 'Twist Of Fate' anthology which raises money for the victims of the Moore tornado, is available for purchase here. Kindle version here.
In May of 2013, tornadoes ripped through Oklahoma, most notably causing severe destruction in the city of Moore. Safety was stolen, dreams were destroyed, lives were lost. Almost immediately, authors and artists from around the world joined together so that their expressions of emotion could be put to good use. The dozens of authors and artists who contributed to this anthology represent caring people whose effort has combined to create the charity anthology "Twist Of Fate."
Representing the Indies In Action group, 60 authors have combined to contribute 78 different writings in a charity anthology to help tornado victims in Oklahoma. The authors represent people from all around the globe. Nine countries are represented, and several of the contributors actually live in or have lived in "Tornado Alley." It is a grassroots, group effort to help those who need it the most. The writing and photos mix to create an experience you will want to share.
This inspiring collection is a wonderful way to make a difference for those who truly need it the most. The proceeds from this book go to the May Tornadoes Relief Fund, managed by the United Way, which in turn is used to help the victims of this tragic display of nature's fury.
Thank you for sharing hope.
In May of 2013, tornadoes ripped through Oklahoma, most notably causing severe destruction in the city of Moore. Safety was stolen, dreams were destroyed, lives were lost. Almost immediately, authors and artists from around the world joined together so that their expressions of emotion could be put to good use. The dozens of authors and artists who contributed to this anthology represent caring people whose effort has combined to create the charity anthology "Twist Of Fate."
Representing the Indies In Action group, 60 authors have combined to contribute 78 different writings in a charity anthology to help tornado victims in Oklahoma. The authors represent people from all around the globe. Nine countries are represented, and several of the contributors actually live in or have lived in "Tornado Alley." It is a grassroots, group effort to help those who need it the most. The writing and photos mix to create an experience you will want to share.
This inspiring collection is a wonderful way to make a difference for those who truly need it the most. The proceeds from this book go to the May Tornadoes Relief Fund, managed by the United Way, which in turn is used to help the victims of this tragic display of nature's fury.
Thank you for sharing hope.
Saturday, April 27, 2013
A Round of Applause
As Poetry Month comes to a close let's give a final round of applause to our poets who entered The Political Poet Poetry Contest this year. We hope to see them again next year.
Thursday, April 25, 2013
First Place Award Melissa Fry Beasley
A Poem Of My Grandmother
Piecing together life
Pain Joy
Smiles
Into amazing squares
Of faith and strength
Catching laughter
Binding tears
Placing them just so
Feather stitching chaos into order
Into your hoop
Go dreams of the people
Memories of family
Nations quilted into glorious hugs and well wishes
Sent across miles
Or just around the corner
Wrapped tightly
Safely shielded from the elements
Harshness of the world
History woven into each block
Every blanket containing a piece of you
Your wisdom
Reminding us who we are
Where we came from
In one of your blankets I saw chickens in a coop
Another contained startstuffs and Heaven
I've seen wedding rings
A trail across Kansas
Even the path of a drunkard
I saw the blanket of Chiefs and
One men wrap up in to see Holy things
There was even one made by your Grandmother so long ago
When she was still little
Love in each stitch
Prayer in every thread
So much magic in each creation of your beautiful hands
I found my Grandmother
Her Grandmothers
Blowing in the breeze
Soaking in the sun
As this blanket was just hanging there.
Pale and Small
She stood pale and small
Against the night sky
Silently watching behind the full skirts of her Grandmother.
She stood observing all the magic and metamorphosis she could dream of.
“The drum is like a heartbeat,
Heartbeat of the people”
She hears Grandmother telling her.
She watches
As the men become eagles
Take flight.
She sees hunters stalking
Carefully looks on
As even the grasses merrily dance.
Her heart thumps excitedly as Grandmother grabs shawl,
Heads into the circle.
Slows and turns saying, “you coming?”
She danced small and pale against the night sky
Making big circles, hand in hand.
Feeling each beat of the drum
Resonating and vibrating deep,
Down into her tiny bones.
She wondered how long a beautiful moment might last.
She wanted to dance right into tomorrow.
Dance right into next week.
Right into forever.
©2013 Melissa Fry Beasley
About the Author Melissa Fry Beasley
Melissa Fry Beasley
is a Cherokee Artist, Activist, and Poet from Oklahoma. She is proud to have
red dirt running through her veins. She is always so pleased and amazed to
learn anyone reads her poems and is humbled when they like what they find
there. Her blog is here: http://melissafrybeasley.wordpress.com/
Monday, April 22, 2013
Fourth Place Award David S. Pointer
Fast Riding Emily
Like a pro circuit cycle
rider, or a Cheyenne
dog soldier on a red
road Harley, I would
prowl through asphalt
eternity to find you and
when my chrome kick-
stand comes down-
abrazos y me besas
(hug and kiss me)
until the last love letter
of our coupled lives
is written alive into
our eyes, bright as
(a Valentines Card)
una tarjeta de San
Valentin from my
lips to your inner
light over a saddle
bag bottle of stars
or divine Chianti
rolling and writing
for higher ground
Like a pro circuit cycle
rider, or a Cheyenne
dog soldier on a red
road Harley, I would
prowl through asphalt
eternity to find you and
when my chrome kick-
stand comes down-
abrazos y me besas
(hug and kiss me)
until the last love letter
of our coupled lives
is written alive into
our eyes, bright as
(a Valentines Card)
una tarjeta de San
Valentin from my
lips to your inner
light over a saddle
bag bottle of stars
or divine Chianti
rolling and writing
for higher ground
©2013 David S. Pointer
About the Author David S. Pointer
David Scott Pointer graduated from the University of Central
Missouri with a B.S. in Criminal Justice and an M. A. in Sociology. He would
like to thank his creative writing instructor Dr. Rose Marie Kinder for her
kindness, encouragement and support. Recent anthology appearances include
“Poe-It,” “Proud to Be: Writings by American Warriors,” “The Southern Poetry Anthology
Volume 5: Georgia” and others. In 2012, David was asked to serve on the
advisory panel at “Writing For Peace.” He would also like to thank Mrs. Carmel
Mawle, President/Founder at “Writing For Peace’ for having faith and confidence
in him. Moreover, David also would like to thank everyone who was involved in
“The Political Poet Poetry Contest” for investing in art and keeping the dream
alive.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
First Place Amateur Poet Category Robert A. Wohl
BUBBLES
As kids we had great fun
blowing bubbles, then chasingthem ‘till they popped,
even blowing them in
our milk with a straw.
Pa would talk about
serious things like the“Stock Market” bubble
and how it ‘burst’ in '29.
Then- - our “Housing” bubble.
I guess the problem is
bubbles burst, like oursdid when we were kids.
You’d think we all could
understand this by now.
©2013 Robert A. Wohl
About the Author Robert A. Wohl
Robert A. Wohl ('Bob') began writing poetry only after retirement
and a move from the Northeast to the Southwest. During a long period of
residing in Las Cruces, New
Mexico, he began to write and actively participated in a poetry workshop there
for many years---as well as doing open 'mic' readings a number of times. His
career before that spanned many years in the aerospace industry. He holds a
B.A. from San Diego State University and a J.D. from The University of San
Diego. He now resides in Tucson, Arizona.
Monday, April 15, 2013
Third Place Award Cronin Detzz
THE GREEN LINE
The Greeks and the Turks
a blurry messthe thin Green Line in Cypress
Just like
The British crown and the IRA
never see their islands the same way
Just like
The question of Oswald or CIA conspiracy
who the hell knows but Kennedy
Just like
LAPD and Rodney King
Just like
All of us who go on hating
We all love
We all hateWe all bleed
And make mistakes
All I know is that I’ve had enough
of people killingin the name of something they love
Ask Malcolm X or ML King
They were cut down, fighting
They encouraged us
To erasing the thin dividing lines
They inspired us to be color blind
©2013 Cronin Detzz
About the Author Cronin Detzz
Cronin Detzz, author of “Poetry for Our Time,” has been writing poetry,
lyrics, and short stories for over 30 years. She has contributed her work for
anthologies, including “Sticks and Stones” by Barry Mowles & Friends, “The
Sound of Poetry,” “Nature’s Echoes,” and many others.
Born and raised in Chicago, she now resides in Las Vegas,
Nevada. She plans to continue publishing
her works and collaborating with other writers.
Cronin can be contacted via social networking sights such as Facebook,
or by leaving comments at WordPress, via http://cdetzz.wordpress.com.
She can also be found by an internet search under “The Crow’s Pen”
or
http://cronin-detzz.blogspot.com. Cronin welcomes your feedback, suggestions,
and enjoys reading others’ poetry.
Keep writing and keep sharing!
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Second Place Award Taunja Thomson
The Altar
The altar was the head
of a pin upon which
seven angels spun
singing over the din
of silence.
They saw a smaller sun
lighting their steps
over the pale sunrise
and followed.
Their circle broadened
and they were blinded.
each fell in a crimson freefall
from the altar, felt blood
rush for the first time.
Looking up at their former place
of worship, they saw it was desolate,
flat, dusty, its surface worn
by their predictable dance.
Now they stood on a ground
ripe with blossoms,
bees nuzzling the centers.
drooping with the weight
of their own fecundity,
the angels looked up
and perceived
a larger, closer sun.
©2013 Taunja Thomson
About the Author Taunja Thomson
Taunja Thomson's work has appeared in The Cincinnati Poets'
Collective, The Cincinnati Poetry Review, and The Licking River Review over the
last few years. She has been writing poetry for thirty years now, and her
inspirations include the Beat Poets, the Imagists, Whitman, and Rumi. She lives
in Cold Spring with her husband and six cats and enjoys gardening, geocaching,
and reading cat mysteries.
Monday, April 8, 2013
Fifth Place Award Chad McKenzie
No Answer from the Hill
A moment’s contemplation
On the status of our nationWhose sad administration
Leaves us lurching in decline
Such an absence of creation
And a lack of motivation
Simply reeks of hesitation
While our necks are on the line
The Donkeys keep on braying
But the Elephants aren’t swaying
And everyone’s complaining
Yet no answer from the hill
The Capitalists are paying
And the religious ones are praying
To me, it looks like playing
And I think I’ve had my fill
©2013 Chad McKenzie
About the Author Chad McKenzie
My name is Chad McKenzie
and I am a Senior Software Developer for a family owned company near Smith
Mountain Lake, Virginia. Writing was a hobby of mine throughout my childhood,
however after graduating and pursuing my technical career, I didn't find much
time to write. Recently this desire has resurfaced, and I appreciate the
Political Poet for giving me the opportunity to display something I wrote for
others to see. Thanks also to my three children; Seth, Aiden, and Linus, and to
my soon to be wife Lisa, for reminding me of how much I enjoy this. Thanks!
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Honorable Mention Prince Tatenda Kanokanga
NEWS REPORTER:
“Everyone steps out of their predefined role
And steps up to work towards a singular goal
Welcome Ladies & Gentlemen
Take note introductions need not be made
Discourse, debate and argument
In no particular order
Is the adopted agenda
Round table discussion
With no discretion
Councillors
Ministers
Public officials
In attendance
Bribery, inflation, crime
Corruption, unemployment
Employment, citizenship, equality
Topical issues set to be addressed
This is Harambee Political Poetry
1.
CIVIC
WARD LEADER:
“Remind me again of the nomination details
Which parties and candidates are running for office
The requirements for one to run
The voting process
The general rules
Are they to:
Inspire change
Promote peace
Maintain harmony
And protect citizens
Or perhaps to:
Encourage legal compliance
And effective local governance
Scrutinize reports and findings
For those of us with political ambition
To help us fight injustice
Societal corrosion
The mild fiction
Civic responsibility
What academic qualifications
At what age can I contest,
This has now become personal;
There has been abuse of executive powers
There are plenty of environmental constraints
There is bad leadership, it often follows that;
A good leader necessary isn’t a good politician
And a good politician is not necessarily a good
leader
2.
MEMBER
OF PARLIAMENT:
“I hunger for freedom of consciousness
I hunger for freedom of association, assembly and expression
I hunger and thirst to see unemployment issues
addressed
To see job creation and less inflation
To see less crime and better judgment
I too stand for no political party
With my foot in one and the other there
With my hand here and my left there
Perhaps I’m too young
And as my family and relatives say
Politics involves
Career implications
Could I really be incompetent at 18?
Should I not stand up and speak my concern
Should I not have a voice
Am I not a part of this nation
I’m an ordinary citizen
And no-body is above the law
Yes I am young and ambitious
Yes I have a lot to give
A lot to lose and gain
To lose an election
To gain trust
I stand for the Youth
The persons responsible for tomorrow
The persons responsible for today
The persons learning from yesterday
I stand not to oppose or depose the old tradition
I stand not to challenge the institution
I stand as the voice of the children
The infants and the juniors
The teens and adolescence
Young fathers and mothers
The orphaned and weak
The abused and harmed
Those that live on the streets
And no not the campaign song
The victory dance or slogan
I will not by pass violence
And ethnic hostility
Internal and external terrorism
Xenophobia
No matter the race
Religion
Tribe
I am a candidate of Member of Parliament
Will stand up and fight till the death for you
I will speak for the young and the old
The known and unknown
Liberation a dream, it cost many an arm and a leg
Liberation a reality, it costs nothing but servitude
Know all men whom it may concern
That I stand to speak for the people
To speak for the country, its people and the law”
3.
WOMAN
COUNTY REPRESENTATIVES
“Shall we not cast our vote in this New Election?
Have we not contributed in the recent Referendum?
Shall we not fight for equal representation?
Have we not contributed for the nation?
Shall we not fight for our proliferation?
Shall we not fight for education?
We are the villages
We are the mothers
We are the numbers
Yet we are the minority
We are restricted and limited
Confined to corner offices
For the sake of gender balance
We are the oppressed and robbed
We are the villages and the people
Count our numbers,
Is it not a challenge
Is this what we gained independence for?
What our sisters, mothers
Children and husbands died for?
Who want our chairs and offices?
We want our enterprises and companies
We want policy changes and frameworks
Secure our protection
Economically, politically, socially and physically
We fought the battle
Held guns and powder
Should we not be allowed to administer
Is it not a legitimate reason?
Could there be any reason?
How can you plan a life for women without us being involved?
How can you preach and not teach Entrepreneurship
Free market economics and business ethics
We plan to rule and conquer
To show our strength
We are nurses and doctors
We are pilots and engineers
We are marshals and soldiers
We are ministers and judges
We are teachers and lecturers
We are drivers and mothers
We are the general care-takers
We are fighting for Voter Registration
Less hostility and more order
We are fighting for Voter Inspection
Legislation and rules
We fight not only for women
But for men too, we fight for children
We fight not based on gender, we fight only a battle
To be given equal opportunity
To freely achieve our dreams
To arrest the perpetrators
Curb favouritism and abuse of power
Politicians are architectural liars who promise you
a better life
Who promise this and that, and never achieve it.
We stand not as politicians but as mothers
To care for all and show peace and comfort”
4.
NEWS
REPORTER:
“Interesting discourse
Campaign in the press
Tactical issues swept not under the bridge
Flood gates open
Shall we not continue to address concerns
As we speak there are children dying on the streets
There are children getting pregnant, dropping from
school
Indulging in alcohol and substance abuse
As we speak there are families in the rural areas
who do not decent shelter
There are living in thatched huts with no proper
ventilation
There are sharing quarters with children
Some areas without food, there is no food security
There is wide-spread hunger, starvation and disease
Many foreign aid officers and volunteers
Peace and Mercy Corps
The numbers of men and women dying
The wide-spread tension
Or could it be the anticipation
The high scale ethnic rivalry
Lack or harmony
Intensity of uncouth exchange
This heightened political tension
Riots and demonstrations
Assignments and assassinations
Can one speculate
Peaceful elections?
What strategies are in place
What thoughts and opinions
Do you have to change all this
The hunger and disease
The HIV/AIDS pandemic
The under-developed hospitals
Clinics and laboratories
The lowering education statics
How do we depopularise these
What is our way forward?”
5.
COUNTY
GOVERNOR
“You’ve highlighted important points
We as a nation are supposed to pull through
There is dishonesty and corruption
Our leaders
The elders
The governors
Are all involved in scandals
There is political interference
Mismanagement of government offices
Decline in the public health care system
Lack of transparency
Incompetence and poor investment climate
This is not a debate but a forum
We have gone against the grain
We have traded government secrets for houses
Stolen monies
Committed fraud
And bribed our way from this or that deal
Remembering days gone by
Bribing customs officials
Under reporting tax sheets
Dealing in arms
And frequently reducing tax liability
Juxtaposition of evil
Opulence and austerity
The dexterity of our demise
We have done it all
All that can be done under the sun and the moon
We have swindled the people’s monies
We have corrupted the government
We understand there are no second chances in life
So today we mark our first chance to make things
better
To repay the under-paid
To increase wages
Improve social services
Revive the economy
And sky-rocket into oblivion tension
We know of the unwarranted arrests
The misuse of land and water resources
During our tenures as leaders
I speak out on behalf of us
We will address the issue of child drop outs
The issue of children on the street
We can only hope for a better tomorrow
And work collective toward our goal”
6.
SENATOR
LEADER:
“Peaceful elections are possible
Free and fair elections are possible
Democratic rule and administration of government
Are possible
The meeting of more than one mind brings different
thought
The meeting of senate and parliament brings
different thought
Under this recent Referendum
There was extensive monitoring and investigating
Under this new Constitution
One can only hope for the better
I speak only to give reassurance
There will be harmony
I speak only on behalf of the masses
There will be tranquillity
I speak only to clarify issues
There will be less debate and more rebate
Indeed there will be
For many have been short-changed
I speak to help those with querying issues
Not only for today but also tomorrow
There is a new breed of leaders
There is a new breed of elders
There is a new breed of political thinkers
Global change makers
The youth are inspiring and encouraging
And I’m rallying and fighting for them
The women are authoritative and fighting
And I’ve hurt and I’m running with them
The structures and candidates for leadership are
there
I speak for the interest of others
That better days are ahead
The wind has blown
And we have lost our toil
We have ploughed and worked hard the soil
Seen our faces green
And our produce red
But today we plant a new seed
And wait in expectancy
To see a better local government
To see better state governance
See in place effective and efficient legislation
Interwoven for the betterment of mankind
To tell of a story
Of how we were our own people
But are now a people
I’m voting for women and youth
And not myself”
7.
PRESIDENT:
“Your Excellencies
Your Majesties
Heads of
State and Government
Members of Parliament
Senators
Governors
Civic Ward Leaders
Distinguished
Delegates
Ladies and
Gentlemen
Our nation has been at war
Our nation is at war
We are fighting a battle of ideals and principles
Fighting for equality, liberty, justice and
solidarity
Should we be fighting?
When shall the fighting stop
Today I call a cease-fire
Indeed there is racism and discrimination
Lack of capacity building
Social innovation projects
Our mirror is tainted with blood
The establishment has become corrupt
It has been said before
We have seen the corruption
The exclusion
The gap between the wealthy and the rich
The rich and the poor
This our election is a new start
Recognising our weakness and gathering our strengths
For technological advancement
Social enterprise
And professional development
To restore peace and democracy
To effectively rule and govern
Bridge the gap
And unit under one voice
Different people, from different backgrounds
For a one definitive reason Progress
I take full responsibility
For the lack of service delivery
I take full responsibility for war against your
Human Rights
I take full responsibility for the deaths and loss
of life of fellow citizens
My brothers and sisters
We as decision makers
Policy implementers have failed our mandate
We have wrestled each other
And washed our under-wear in the streets
From today we pledge to challenge any incompetent
person in government
To have research projects and advocacy
To attend to our homes and constituencies
Crop out shrewd politicians
Doctors, lawyers, mayors
To map the way for the future
To influence a greater change
Relay positive information
To march toward our goal
Condone drunken driving
Stop child alcoholism
Treat malnourishment
Become better positioned
More philanthropic
Encourage peace
Stop tribal racism
Tribal war
Investigate into our future and
Revise or policies
And unite under one motto
Harambee
Together we pull through”
© 2013 Prince Tatenda Kanokanga
About the Author Prince Tatenda Kanokanga
Prince Kanokanga is an industriously broad-minded and exciting young
gentleman from Harare, Zimbabwe. Prince is a Public Speaker, a Youth Chairman,
and a church Deacon. Prince as he is affectionately known has been expressing
himself and finding his voice through poetry and article writing since is high
school days at Prince Edward, Harare, Zimbabwe. Prince is a Client Relationship
Manager for Smart Deals (Private) Limited, Harare, Zimbabwe. Prince’s various
travels and friends have shaped his writing, his personal experiences,
literature, song and dance have had a profound impact and impregnated his
writing with “out of this world quotes and sayings”. Prince has sat with
several economic, social and political giants and this has widened his sturdy
imaginative and analytic skills. He is currently studying, toward his
undergraduate law degree with the University of South Africa. Prince has a
great understanding of Politics, he is said to once have quoted such a profound
statement, “If politics is a sullied fixture, why do we entrust architectural
liars with our hopes and dreams for a better future.”
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