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Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Wednesday's Meet The Poet

Ah! Yes, we meet again on this fine Wednesday at Jingle Poetry. Welcome to Meet the Poet. This marks the third week that Lovely Annie and Tracy Harris have interviewed stunning individuals of the poetic elite. This week’s interview is a bit different. I, Lovely Annie, have had the pleasure of interviewing Laura Lynn of Laura Lynn Poetry. Laura Lynn has not been to any rallies, one-stop, or potlucks…yet. So I offer for your reading pleasure Laura Lynn’s Jingle Poetry community debut!

Meet The Poet: Laura Lynn Poetry

Annie: Will you tell us about yourself?

Laura: My name is Laura. I live in spectacular Louisville, KY! My life is pretty regular. I work a basic job during the day in health care and write at night. I don't have an exact pattern to my life. I can be a little random and spontaneous.

Annie: What is it about poetry that makes you want to write?

Laura: Poetry is my way of expression. I have always expressed myself through writing and poetry doesn't limit me. I can write everything that rolls around in my head. It is amazing!

Annie: Can you remember writing your first poem?

Laura: I remember the first poem I wrote when I decided to be a writer. I was 10 or 11. It was called "Never Let your Dreams Die". I typed it and I still have the copy!

Annie: I would love to read that poem someday! Do you have a particular style of poetry you prefer?

Laura: Free verse is my favorite. I don't like having limits.

Annie: No limits! That’s fantastic. Are there any styles of poetry you find difficult or annoying, and why?

Laura: Not really. I haven't really tried any particular style since high school. I mainly stick to free verse.

Annie: Do you write more than poetry?

Laura: Yes, I do. Poetry has been my main focus of late but I have a few stories and half novels I worked on in the past.

Annie: Do you have a favorite poem? One written by you, of course!

Laura: That is a hard question. But to choose just one I have to say "Tiger, Tiger". I first wrote that poem when I was 12 and my perfectionist side couldn't let it go. I continued to tinker with it and finally called it a poem at 14. That poem speaks a lot. It will always hold a special place in my heart.

Now Presenting:

Tiger, tiger

by LauraLynnpoetry

Tiger, tiger of the land

Tiger, tiger makes me quiver in the sand.

Tiger, tiger of the night

Tiger, tiger in the moonlight you shine so bright.

Tiger, tiger of the moon

Tiger, tiger come back soon.

Tiger, tiger you are my strength

Tiger, tiger for me you always went that extra length.

Tiger, tiger you are mine

Tiger, tiger only to me are you very kind.

Tiger, tiger don't run so slow,

Tiger, tiger I love you so.

Tiger, tiger I'm just a lad

Tiger, tiger I am so sad.

Tiger, tiger why does this tear come to eye

Tiger, tiger knows not why.

Tiger, tiger in my heart there will always be a sore

Tiger, tiger runs no more.

Annie: Thank you for sharing that with us. May I share a link to a poem on your blog?

Laura: Go ahead!

Annie: This link is to the first poem I read by Laura. I was caught on the thorns of this poetic rose!


Annie: Do you have a favorite poet, poem, or both?

Laura: I have many. Poetry was my greatest pleasure growing up. It is so hard to say. Poetry is my passion!

“Birches” by Robert Frost

“Lady of Shalott” by Alfred Lord Tenneyson

I love Edgar Allan Poe. Especially the beginning of his poem “Stanzas”.

How often we forget all time, when lone

Admiring Nature's universal throne;

Her woods- her wilds- her mountains- the intense

Reply of HERS to OUR intelligence!

I used to write this part of the poem everywhere! On my walls, notebooks…I have all of Poe’s poetry.

Annie: I used to write poetry and lyrics on my walls as well! Some poets have certain places that they write. Do you have a place that inspires you?

Laura: I don't have one. I can get inspired anywhere and not one certain place or thing can trigger a writing streak. I have moments at work. Shhhh….Don’t Tell.

Annie: I won’t! A little off the subject…What is your favorite type of music?

Laura: I am not particular to one style. It all depends on my mood. Some days I will stick to one style and other days I will jump from rock to country to classical. I love music and listen to all different types.

Annie: Favorite book?

Laura: Emily of New Moon by Lucy M Montgomery. It was my favorite as a child and I can still get lost in it.

Annie: I have never heard of it. I will check it out! Can you share a quote that serves as an inspiration to you, your life, your poetry?

Laura: I have many! This one is by William Blake.

I must create a system or be enslaved by another man’s;

I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.

Annie: That fits well with your “No limits” policy! I dig it…Any other creative passions?

Laura: Photography is my other main passion. I'm also dabbling a little in design but I do not have any drawing skills. I like looking at anything to find some way of altering it. I want to get back into painting but I really do not have any talent with it. I love being creative and I am always finding ways to do it even when it comes to cooking.

Annie: Creativity abounds in your world! That makes me happy. Ok, Important question: If you could have dinner with any famous dead person who would it be, and where would you dine?

Laura: Edgar Allen Poe and James Dean. Yes, I know I picked two. It would be nice to dine somewhere outside at a lovely little bistro or something of that nature.

Annie: I’m glad you picked two! What a wonderful duo. I can hardly imagine what that would be like. Now, for a tough question.

Imagine you are making a mix tape (yep tape) what is your A side play list?

Laura: Holy Jupiter! I will have to get back with you on that one.

Annie: I am going to hold you to that promise. Later this week I will post your Side A play list as an update! It is imperative that we know what you would name a band if you were in one. Can you give me the name, first album title, and the first single?


Band: Drops of Rain (first thing that popped in my head)

Album: Drops of Rain

First Single: Steady as I go

Annie: Steady as I Go. I love it! Before I let you go I just want to mention that you are an avid “tweeter” and have a poetry blog on Blogger. You mentioned to me that what you want the most is more feedback on your poems.

Laura: Yes. I am such a perfectionist! Sometimes I have to make myself post a poem so I will stop trying to make it “perfect”. Twitter friends will tell me they visited my blog, but they never leave comments!

Annie: Well, welcome to Jingle Poetry Laura! Our Monday Potluck is all about reading, honoring, and sharing our individual poetic gift! You mentioned your computer is on the fritz, but I, we, cordially invite you to share some poetry.

I know I will visit your blog, and feel certain members of this lovely community will welcome you by stopping in.

Check Laura out at:


Before we sign off I would like to see what the stars have in store for you this week!

Aries Horoscope for week of September 30, 2010

Nine-year-old Fatima Santos told the San Francisco Chronicle her opinions about the movie Toy Story: "If I had to make a movie like this, I would make it funnier. I would make Mr. Potato Head look funnier that he already does. I would put his hair on his legs, his shoes on his head, and his arms on his face. His eyeballs would be on the place where his arms are." In the coming week, Aries, I advise you to engage in Fatima's enlightened style of cockeyed thinking. According to my analysis of the astrological omens, you have the power and the mandate to improve pretty much every scenario you're in by making it less predictable, more rambunctious, and just plain funnier.

Thank you so much for allowing me the honor of interviewing you! I also want to let you know that i am so excited that we were able to meet face to face! Connecting with an amazing poet who just happens to live ten minutes from my place is a wonderful surprise!

I look forward to connecting with you on Twitter, your blog, and face to face soon! Brendan's for appetizers and wine!!

On behalf of the Jingle Poetry community: Welcome, Laura! We all look forward to sharing our poetry and our feedback with you.

Laura, you are lovely! Have a phenomenal day today! I mean, You ARE famous now!

 Be sure to stop by for another dazzling interview at Wednesday's Meet the Poet next week. The interview will be hosted by the dynamic and charming Tracy Harris!

Until Next Time...

Monday, September 27, 2010

Review Tuesdays - In A Soul Seat

There aren’t many blogs perhaps that just state the penname/name of the blogger directly. Usually we tend to emphasize our idea, or thought or sometimes even randomness. Today’s Tuesday Review/Blog of the Week shows that simplicity is indeed beautiful, as we look at the second host of Monday Poetry Potluck here at Jingle Poetry, Amanda. Or Buttercup600, as her penname says. The tagline of her blog itself says “Seat of my Soul” and we’ll begin with that!

Let’s Know More About Amanda!
“I am Me. In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me. Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine, because I alone chose it — I own everything about me: my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or myself.” This is from her “About Me” page at her blog. The words show she has a fierce belief in herself, and her words reflect that belief. Through her blog, she challenges herself to find her hidden talents and poetry comes out to the fore as one of them, which is for certain. Going by her archive, she’s been in the space for 7 months now, starting in March 2010.

Does The Design Attract The Eye?


Yes, indeed it does attract the eye. “Eyes are the windows to the soul”, so I’ve heard. The header of the blog itself gives an inviting look as she emphasizes that her blog and the words there is from her heart and soul, as she puts her eyes there. Black to me is always attractive, and the design she has chosen retains that simplicity in attraction. Single sidebar with limited widgets gives more space for her words, keeping the reader’s attention solely on the poetry.

The Writer Who Is, Amanda!
Amanda’s work, like I’ve previously mentioned, reflects that uniqueness that she has. It also reflects her blog design in the fact that she pens it simple, yet there is depth too, as there is meaning beyond the obvious. I feel that she has a strong attraction toward free style, and not much of poetic forms. The lines of her poetry aren’t long and in this aspect, the flow and/or rhyme are smooth.

Each of her posts has an image that suits the words well, and she takes care to reply to her readers when they give a comment. The “Have A Great Day” image that she signs off each of her posts with is very nice to see, and the hunger for writing a lot, delivering in quantity & quality, is evident from the archive which shows 40 to 50 posts each month. Other than poetry, the blog also has a vivid hue of tasty dishes and recipes as well.

I think continuing writing the way she is will be good to take her a lot further, and that she is improving with each post is good to see.

Cheers to a talented poet!

You can click on the image to take you to Amanda's blog! Have a lot of fun reading there!

I'm Leo or Leonnyes here! Hope a lot of you read this review and also visit Amanda's space & read her lovely poetry!

Sunday, September 26, 2010

MONDAY POETRY POTLUCK - Kings, Queens and Warriors

It's Monday - and it's POTLUCK time again!!!!

Hello and WELCOME back to Poetry Potluck!!! 

After two fantastic weeks of fun and festivities, we (Amanda and Kavita) now welcome you to the third super-grand week of poetry potluck!! Get ready to bring in your treasures, share them here, and let's all partake in it.

Register yourself (with your name and the link to your potluck entry) using InLinkz below, and leave a comment with a pointer to your post! It would be great if you could link back to us on your blog!!! Once you are done with this, visit other participants, read their entries, comment, AND ENJOY!!! This week the theme we've chosen is Kings, Queens & Warriors. So let your imagination run wild and march in the fun!!

Remember: Every week, InLinkz will be up on Sunday, at 8pm (CST), and will stay open till Tuesday, 8pm (CST). So you will have 48 hours to share up to 3 poems with us...WONDERFUL!!

So, we are done with the instructions, LET'S GET STARTED with this week's potluck!!!! Please watch the VIDEO we have created and let those creative spirits flow!!! Thanks for joining, and have fun!!!

(Image courtesy: desktopnex)

Oh Soul of Radiance
Friend of the stars
You fill the dark sky
Oh light of my life
Fight your wars with your head held high
May your renown spread upwards to the sky
I call to you
Please come to me
To hold me close
Your voice in a chant
Raise your sword to those cruel and vile
Slay the monsters, go employ your guile
I will sing this song
To your loving soul
For to lift your heart
And keep you from fear
Lift your bow and may the arrow release
Manoeuver your dagger with deft and ease
There is no danger
A lantern to steer
To show you the way
And let in the light
And while you are gone, I await your return
You defend your pride, as I sit here and burn

SUNDAY RALLY DISPATCH, September 26, 2010

Sunday Rally Dispatch is a collection of news updates of interest to our poet-blogger community members. I've collected announcements from diverse sources in order to attempt a reflection of the geographic and cultural diversity of our community. 

Self-publishing poets may want to learn how to format their manuscripts for ebooks: After increasing by “only” 118% in June, e-book sales jumped 150.2%, to $40.8 million, at the 14 publishers that report e-book sales in July. Sales for the first seven months of the year were up 191%, to $219.5 million. The $40.8 million in e-book sales generated in July came within $20 million of the July sales generated by the nine mass market paperback publishers that reported results to the Association of American Publishers. The e-book gains also came in a month where all print trade segments reported a decline in sales.

In the audio market, sales of traditional audiobooks (mostly CDs) fell 35.6%, to $8.7 million, in July at the 21 reporting companies, while sales of downloadable audio rose 38.4%, to $6.6 million, from the seven companies that reported figures. SOURCE: Publishers’ Weekly,September 22, 2010.

Poetry Daily for iPhone and iPod Touch has been released!
Read the daily poem, save favorites, check news links, and more, even when you're on the go. Visit the iTunes Store to download the app, and let us know what you think! SOURCE: Poetry Daily. (Note: this may not be universally available.)

Featuring Billy Collins, Rita Dove, Daniel Hoffman, Maxine Kumin, Kay Ryan, Charles Simic, and Mark Strand.
Reception and book-signing will follow.
7 p.m., Coolidge Auditorium, 10 First Street, SE, Washington, DC 20540.
Tickets are sold out, but a limited number may be available on a stand-by basis the evening of the event. For information please call 202-707-5394. SOURCE: U.S. Library of Congress.

August 19, 2010 Edwin Morgan, the first Scottish National Poet , died on this day of pneumonia at age ninety.  He taught English at Glascow University and become full professor  in 1975 and retired in 1980. He was Glascow’s first Poet Laureate. He also won the Queen’s Gold Medal for Poetry and the Weidenfeld Prize for Translation. author, playwright and translator and more can be found about him and his poetry on his official website.

One Cigarette

By Edwin Morgan

No smoke without you, my fire.
After you left,
your cigarette glowed on in my ashtray
and sent up a long thread of such quiet grey
I smiled to wonder who would believe its signal
of so much love. One cigarette
in the non-smoker's tray.
As the last spire
trembles up, a sudden draught
blows it winding into my face.
Is it smell, is it taste?
You are here again, and I am drunk on your tobacco lips.
Out with the light.
Let the smoke lie back in the dark.
Till I hear the very ash
sigh down among the flowers of brass
I'll breathe, and long past midnight, your last kiss.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Poem of the Week

As always, there is so much rich and beautiful poetry posted in Monday’s Pot Luck, that it is difficult to select just one poem from among the many. I was drawn to this sonnet posted by mairmusic:  

I looked into my heart while my eyes were

I looked into my heart while my eyes were
seduced by the froth of white blossoms on
a tree bedecked for spring knowing I’d gone
too long never intending to defer
this scrutiny forever just not fond
of mucking about in the wreckage left
by love the freshness of their beauty cleft
time’s lock in two and dazzled me beyond
resistance so walking through the first door
of neglect and the next of pain I came
to a quiet place quite without a name
or other sign that I’d been there before
but its serenity was palpable
and its emptiness radiantly full


We are invited to share a moment of peace experienced in the middle of emotional turmoil. 

The images are fresh and engaging.  Read again “the froth of white blossoms,” and the speaker’s reflection:”the freshness of their beauty cleft/ time’s lock in two and dazzled me beyond/ resistance.” The sound of the words is as delightful as the images they convey. The end rhymes are present throughout the poem, and never call too much attention to themselves. The enjambment moves us through them and leads us deeper into the poem. The running together of sentences without punctuation works to keep the mind moving along with the experience of the speaker.

The final paradox of a “serenity” whose “emptiness” is radiantly full” is both true to experience, and delightful to read.

Mairmusic: powerful! Thank you for posting this.

Till next time, enjoy the reading and writing,
Talon: (www.talonted.blogspot.com)                                                                 

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Meet the Poet on Wednesdays

Meet the Poet on Wednesdays!

                Greetings! Welcome to this wonderful Wednesday at Jingle Poetry. Every week Lovely Annie and Tracy Harris will be offering the chance to brush shoulders with the elite, the powerful, and overwhelmingly gorgeous at Meet the Poet.  We will be interviewing a different poet every week. To start this new endeavor, and our partnership, Annie and I decided that we would devote the first two interviews to each other. Lovely Annie, interviewed me, the charming (hillbilly) poet, Tracy Harris last week, and will be interviewed by me for this weeks edition. This way we all get to know each other right away!
Spending time chatting with Annie actually made me laugh out loud…something that I found quite refreshing, she is blessed with a wonderful sense of humor, and charm. But, then again, she is practically a Southern Belle seeing how she hails from the Bluegrass State of Kentucky, just about 200 miles from where I'm sitting...heck, we're neighbors.
I hope you enjoy the interview as much as I have been enjoying the process of connecting with Lovely Annie. I'm sure the reader will find her just as charming and entertaining as I did.
Tracy H.
Meet The Poet: Lovely Annie

Tracy: Will you tell us a little about yourself?
Annie: I am 32 years old and live in Louisville,KY. I was born here and lived here until age 18. Then I moved on to Bloomington, IN and attended Indiana University. I graduated with a BA in English lit and minored in poetry, creative writing and sociology.

I attended Pacifica Graduate Institute in Carpenteria, CA for a MA in Counseling psychology (Marriage Family Therapy clinical training). The degree emphasized depth psychology (CG Jung, archetypal, dream tending).

I completed my MA thesis in 2005 on self harm (cutting as my focus). My approach was depth oriented and highlighted the concept of wounded healers.

Tracy: Can you remember writing your first poem?
 Annie: I started writing poetry very young. At about 8 years old is when it became a noticed presence in my life, personally and in my family. I would write a poem for the Thanksgiving prayer or for birthdays, to be read prior to the meal. By the time I was 8, my family, including extended were aware that I had a “gift”. At least, “gift” is how they (they being adults) put it back then.
My poetry had a spiritual energy to it then (as it can now, but in a different way). I often wrote about or to Jesus or God in my poems; usually asking for guidance during rough times or reminding my intended reader that they could ask for guidance, and were not alone. I wrote these poems for other people! My mom can speak to the number of poems tucked in a drawer or left by the books she read that I wrote. All reminding her of the fact that she was loved, the dark times would pass, and not to forget that Jesus/God had a plan.
 To this day my father would rather me write him a poem than buy him a gift! And it all started when I was in the single digits…wow! 
The first poem I ever “turned in” was in the 10th grade. It was about 4 pages long and rhymed. I don’t have the original on hand but can remember the very beginning of it…which is rare; I cannot remember my own poetry.
Darkness prevails
Suffocating my heart
Ripping at my soul
And tearing me apart

How can I let go
And set myself free
Unleash this madness
Caged inside of me

There’s a boiling in my stomach
A pressure in my chest
Where is my release?
When can I put my mind to rest?
 Dark, huh? Well, the title does hint at a journey and the poem moves from dark to light. A passage through the dark places into the more spacious, light places of life…That is probably the most consistent theme in my poetry.
Its my own alchemical process of transforming the prima materia…the shadowed, dark, scary aspects of the psyche…into gold.

 Tracy: What style of poem do you write most often?
 Annie:  “Annie-Style”…ya dig? Just kidding. I really do not have a style I stick too. However, I do love haiku. Haiku has actually served a greater purpose in my life of late. About two years ago I was struck with a violent attack of vertigo while driving my car. The episode lasted for hours and only went away once the ER had given me their strongest meds for such into the vein. I have been on a bizarre medical/health trip ever since. I had vertigo every morning until this spring…I have other symptoms now, but don’t “spin” everyday! This experience has definitely had a cognitive effect on me. In fact; in May and June this year I actually lost my short term memory for a brief time…I wrote tons of haiku…some I don’t remember writing. I know that the structure of the haiku, the counting of the syllables helped keep me sane, and able to reach out for help before I lost the ability to do so. This spring was intense in regards to my cognitive ability, but the vertigo and other identfified health issues started causing cognitive problems two years ago. I had trouble recalling words (losing words that were on the “tip of my tongue”), my ability to spell has deteriorated…what I found was that when I wrote haiku my brain would clear…a fog would slowly start to lift and I would relax.
Does that make any sense?
Tracy: Oh, for sure. I use Haiku as a form of relaxation too, especially to help me write.

Tracy: Are there any styles of poetry you find difficult or annoying, and why?
 Annie: I find the idea of poetry irritating at times! I have read poetry that is written in such an obscure manner that I can’t get any feel from it…and that is considered ‘good” poetry in some circles. At least, I had a poetry prof in college who was like that. He told me my writing was too simple…my response “I use simple words to convey complex emotions”.  I am not a fan of any sort of writing that isolates its readers.  What is the point of words and weaving them into poetic form if the pure ‘feeling” is obscured?

 Tracy: Do you write more than just poetry?
 Annie: I cannot write fiction! I spend too much time writing about the fog on the window of the room…pages are written before the reader knows anything about location, character, plot! I wish I could write fiction.
 Despite that weakness I am a skilled writer outside of poetry. I actually enjoyed writing papers in college and graduate school! People actually enjoy reading those papers. I would take the book we were studying and write about the underlying patterns, symbols, within the story and how that could be seen as a metaphor for life…the journey.
 I also am interested in memoir. Part of my MA thesis was to be creative. I chose to try my hand at memoir. I would like to write more, yet have been intimidated to try since then. I mean, in school I had a guide, support, thesis advisor…now, I’m writing out here alone! And memoir is intense!

Tracy: What poem, written by you, do you like the most, and why?
 Annie: My favorite poem changes. From my college years one of my favorite poems is called Crush.

CRUSH (written in 2001)

"I've got something for you." I whisper.
He flicks his tongue
across his bottom lip,
as he fantasizes about crotchless panties,
hidden cam corders,
and my breasts.

I carefully remove my shirt,
allowing him to gaze
at my nakedness.
Moving my fingers across my chest,
I rest my palm over my heart.
Flesh parts with ease
beneath the sharp tips
of my fingernails.
Cupping my palm
around my heart,
I feel the beat
With a swift ripping motion
I hand it to him.

"I don't want that," he sneers.

As he turns to leave
my heart falls to the floor.
Walking away
he manages to grind
his steel toed boots
brutally into it.

When he is gone
I pick my heart up
and brush off the dust.
I place it back in my chest
and put my shirt back on

And out of my current poetry I like Night 3 ( http://lovelyannie79.wordpress.com/2010/08/23/3-nights/ ) out of a three part poem made out of haiku (not traditional) called Three Nights.

 Tracy: Do you have a favorite poet?
 Annie:  David Whyte: Well of Grief, That Day, Easter Morning in Wales, and News of Death 9 (especially when you listen to him reading)
William Stafford: Your Reading This, Be Ready
I also like Robert browning…for some reason in high school I was taken with Porphyria’s Lover
It’s a dramatic monologue, which I do love as a poetic form! The psychology of self disclosure in poetry…now there is a book I should write!!
Then he popped back in my life when I was reading S. King’s The Dark tower series…King’s opus was inspired by a poem written by Browning: Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came 

 Tracy: Do you have any mentors?
 Annie:  Yes. My thesis advisor Dorothy Boswell in regards to writing and writing as a form of healing. I consider a Joe Zorontanello to be a mentor in poetry, meditation, and bringing the two together. Check out www.looseleafhollow.com

 Tracy: Favorite place to write/emotions that inspire/trigger writing?
 Annie: I write poetry when the poem decides its coming. It’s always a birth of sorts. When its ready to hit the paper, I best be ready!
I write about suffering, healing, transformation, my own search, love: experienced in all ways from passion to loss to true containing unconditional love, and guess what? My poems are about me…and my life! Yet, I believe that what comes out on the page is universal and hope that the words I write can offer insight, comfort, healing, inspiration to others. I hope my writing is accessible to each on an individual basis. It is raw and honest.

Tracy: What is your favorite type of music?
I love music and would not be alive without it. It has saved my life time and time again.
Can I just make you a mix tape or something to answer this question?
Tracy: I think I'll be wanting one of them mix tapes (read cds) LOL :)
As a kid I had a Jukebox with 45’s on it…spanning Charlie Price, Dylan, Rolling stones, Tennessee Ernie Ford, to ‘My Boyfriend’s Back”. I loved it!
When I was 13 I fell in obsession with Pearl jam
At 19 the band Tool became a mirror for my insides, and served as a guide through my inner world (Especially the albums Aenima and Lateralus)
 Currently: David Ford, Neko Case, Otis Redding,
 Always always always love Loreena McKennit. The song Full Circle was my “walk down the aisle song”

Tracy: Your favorite book?
Dark Tower series by S. King
Catcher in the Rye
Earthsea Chronicles by Ursula k Leguin
Animal Dreams by Barbara Kingsolver
 To name a few. Reading fiction is my healthy escape. Still wish I could write it.
Oh, I need some new recs on novels to read, so any suggestions would be much obliged!

Tracy: Do you have a favorite quote that inspires you? Your life or writing?
 Annie: “At the center of our being is a point of nothingness which is untouched by sin and illusion, a point of pure truth, a point or spark which belongs entirely to God, which is never at our disposal, fr…om which God disposes our lives, which is inaccessible to the fantasies of our own mind or the brutalities of our own will. This little point of nothingness and of absolute poverty is the pure glory of God in us…It is like a pure diamond blazing with the invisible light of heaven. It is in everybody, and if we could see it we would see these billions of points of light coming together in the face of and the blaze of a sun that would make all the darkness and cruelty of life vanish completely…I have no program for this seeing. It is only given. But the gate of heaven is everywhere.”
-Thomas Merton

Tracy: Any other creative passions?
 Annie: I have just started drawing, with charcoal…I did not know I had it in me! I used to act in high school and college and I really wish I had the pipes to be a singer!
 I love to dance and have natural skills but that’s it.
I make the BEST mixes ever…tailor made for the individual…anyone want one?
Dreams. Working with dream symbolism as part of your journey to heal, to BECOME and continue BECOMING
My husband says I am a translator and a connector…meaning I have the ability to connect different aspects of this world with others and translate a “more personalized, deeper meaning to others”.

Tracy: If you could have dinner with any famous dead person who would it be, and where would you dine?
Annie: My favorite question!
I would have dinner with Carl Jung at bollingen…outside. We would eat pot roast. The Sweeney (my moms maiden name) family slow cook recipe. I am a vegetarian, but I would be eating pot roast and tater’s while dining with CG Jung. Pot roast symbolizes safety and comfort for me. Carl Jung is the most influential famous person in my life…He has brought safety and comfort in my life by merely existing.

 I wrote waaaaaaaayyyyyy too much didn’t I?
Tracy: Not at all, you were very forthcoming, and open, things many readers will appreciate.
Annie: This was a challenge for me. Answering questions about myself. The only way I can approach such a challenge is to let  what comes flow freely so this is really just that. Sorry so long, and I hope I made sense.

Tracy: Oh, yes, just three more little questions...If you had you own band:
What would it be called?
What would be the title of the first album?
What would the title of the first single be?

Annie: The band would be called “Annie and the Third Shift Shakers” with our first album, “Because I'm A Woman, Babe” featuring the hit single “Duces Wild”

Tracy: And there you have it folks; this weeks Meet The Poet...Lovely Annie
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On a personal note.
Annie, it was a delight to have you as my first interview for Jingle Poetry. Your poetry is a joy to read, and at times, a deep experience as well. Your sense of humor is wonderful, and makes being your partner in this exercise quite fun. Thank you very much for your kindness and friendship.
Tracy Harris

Monday, September 20, 2010

Review Tuesdays - It's all in my mind

Three Hundred and Thirty Seven days of blogging career helped me to improve my poetic skills and learn different forms of poems by reading my fellow poets who I consider as special. I can feel a giant leap from where I was, the day I wrote my first verse for someone special in my life. It has been a sweet journey, I had travelled the “Few Milesto overcome several hurdles and am happy to stand here. And here comes my first official review of a blog that says “It's all in my mind” and yes, it whirls in her mind - Olivia's In- Mind Whirls

About The Author:

Olivia a strong-willed woman, optimist and passionate about life. She loves to own that entire woman would envy and everything else that a man would want to possess. She says that her blog is the place where her heart speaks and minds express her thoughts through words to reach out all. Born on August 11th, a sweet person, Human” as Religion (Lovely Olivia) lives in Gurgaon, Haryana, India. If you wanna know more about her, read her thoughts as she is writing about her, of things that she saw and that affected her.

She owns three blogs, Olivia's In- Mind Whirls (where she pens down her dreams, verses and her beautiful sketches), Olivia's Life Instances (where she writes about her life instances), Olivia writes here (where she writes about her observation on our current societal trends).

You can catch her in FB, Facebook or in Twitter. You can also write to her freakoutwitholivia@gmail.com

About The Blog:

In her blog not only the words whirls but also the design, a cute template with an introduction to her verses, dreams and sketches. She welcomes her reader with a simple yet cute image and followed by a Reader’s Guide. As per the site archives she pens down right from March 2010. She has a very good widgets collection and an image to prosper it. The blog totally looks cool with lots of attractive glittering images, outstanding poems and fictions. Anyone can share her posts through Social Networking Websites like Facebook, Twitter etc., or even you can vote or like her post.

About her Poetry:

She is blessed by God with poetry and her works are the result of sheer brilliance, a flawless creativity, and simplistic yet deep thoughts behind it. Her passion towards words makes it more beautiful and meaningful. The emotional quality in her poems is unimaginable and the images make it to prosper more. She rhymes in all her creations and it conveys a strong message to the readers. Stepping Stone, Frozen Fire, I am Fire, I am the Wind are few of her works that no one should miss to read them. Actually, you should read all her works, let it be verses or dreams or fictions or sketches, they are special in their own way. Once you start reading her works, you will get inspired by them. If you are a newbie here, then read her works to improve your poetic skills.

About Me:

Friends, this is Someone Is Special, the author of Few Milesthe other half of the team hosting Tuesday Reviews here. Hope you enjoyed reading the review and of course about Olivia. Do visit her right now and enjoy her sweet verses, dreams and sketches. Enjoy the fun! Jingle Poetry Rocks!

Sunday, September 19, 2010

POETRY POTLUCK - Bedazzled!!!

It's Monday - and it's POTLUCK time again!!!!

Hello and WELCOME back to Poetry Potluck!!! 

We (Amanda and Kavita) are delighted to be your hosts. That's right... this is the 2nd week of this exciting venture, and you are all invited!! Bring all your goodies, share them here, and let's all relish it together.

Register yourself (with your name and the link to your potluck entry) using McLinky below, and leave a comment with a pointer to your post! It would be great if you could link back to us on your blog!!! Once you are done with this, visit other participants, read their entries, comment, AND ENJOY!!! This week the theme we've chosen is NIGHT, MOON & STARS, let your imagination run wild and join in the fun!!

Remember: Every week, MckLinky will be up on Sunday, at 8pm (CST), and will stay open till Tuesday, 8pm (CST). So you will have 48 hours to share up to 3 poems with us...WONDERFUL!!

So, we are done with the instructions, LET'S GET STARTED with this week's potluck!!!! Please watch the VIDEO we have created and let those creative spirits flow!!! Thanks for joining, and have fun!!!

(Image courtesy: desktopnex)

Look outside your open window
Bask in this warm silver glow
Watch a moon slowly rise
Believe it's your dearest prize
Soak in the drizzle of stars
Erase away all your scars
Give Luna your coyest smile
Cast away all thoughts vile
May the stars twinkle and shine
And reflect in your eyes divine
Let your ink assume a hue
Like this deep midnight blue
Come... enjoy this lovely night
Allow your dreams to take flight

Sunday News Flash... (and a little rumor on the side)

This Sunday, we will feature two poetry news stories from around the world, mainly Ukraine and Australia. Read on, and find out what the world out there is doing to promote their culture and poetry. As a diverse communicaty of poets, it is with pride that I present these two new stories because it only shows that all around the world, people are proud of their literary masterpieces. To even out the day, I also chose one funny poem to lighten up everybody's mood. Hope you all have fun and enjoy your weekends, friends.. :)

With love,

Ukrainian Poetry. The third All-Ukrainian Festival of Russian poetry and culture was held in Odesa on Friday, September 17. The event was organized by Oleg Borushko, the famous organizer of Pushkin, the largest International Forum of Poetry in Great Britain. The main events included the All-Ukrainian Tournament of poets, Tournament of Ironical Poetry, Children's Tournament of Poets, and much more. This event is a very good example of one colorful culture coming together to celebrate their culture and their poetry in different aspects.

Source: Ukrainians.ca

Poetry Overload. Overload Poetry Inc, was founded in 2002 by Steven Smart and the late Sandon McLeod. Its missionwas to bring Melbourne's poetry community in public view through an annual festival. Over time, it has grown and succeeded into a 16-day festival that showcases the best poets from Australia and even overseas.We are celebrating their Festival this week. The festival runs from September 10 - 19, which ends with Overlaod Awards. You may check the events program in their official website.

Website: Overload Poetry

Wine and Water
by: GK Chesterton

Old Noah he had an ostrich farm and fowls on the largest scale,
He ate his egg with a ladle in a egg-cup big as a pail,
And the soup he took was Elephant Soup and fish he took was Whale,
But they all were small to the cellar he took when he set out to sail,
And Noah he often said to his wife when he sat down to dine,
"I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine."
The cataract of the cliff of heaven fell blinding off the brink
As if it would wash the stars away as suds go down a sink,
The seven heavens came roaring down for the throats of hell to drink,
And Noah he cocked his eye and said, "It looks like rain, I think,
The water has drowned the Matterhorn as deep as a Mendip mine,
But I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine."
But Noah he sinned, and we have sinned; on tipsy feet we trod,
Till a great big black teetotaller was sent to us for a rod,
And you can't get wine at a P.S.A., or chapel, or Eisteddfod,
For the Curse of Water has come again because of the wrath of God,
And water is on the Bishop's board and the Higher Thinker's shrine,
But I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Poem of the Week

Welcome to Saturday’s Poem of the Week! Each week, Bill Cook of Poetry Matters and I (Talon) take turns highlighting one of the poems from Monday’s Potluck Poetry. I hope everyone enjoyed reading all the amazing poetry this week as much as I did. It’s really neat to see all the interaction of creative minds—a pure delight. Thank you, Jingle, for being such a stellar hostess.

This week I’ve chosen the poem “Owl Mother” written by Kiera of Kieraville blog.


It’s been raining outside. She
shivers, bedraggled from roots to
tip as she enters the house. Owl-like
appearance, tawny feathery hair. I
expect her to flap her wings, hoot in
the evenings, fix me with a beady glare.
Would she take to the air? Oh she hates
to fly. Mundane mutterings directed at no
one in particular; she sat in traffic, hates
the daily grind. Butters savoury biscuits in
the kitchen: a mediocre meal. Will she go
out tonight? Sing her song to the Forest?
Ah, it is just my imagination that flies, while
she is wrapped up in her bedsheets like a nest.

The flow and the thoughtful and fanciful way the mother in the poem views her daughter, captured my imagination. The attention to details—tawny feather hair, beady glare—reinforce the owl imagery beautifully. The poem resonated with me and is as lovely to read the tenth time as it is the first.

Thank you, Kiera, for sharing this beautiful work. To read more of Kiera’s fine poetry, please visit Kieraville.

I hope everyone is enjoying the awesome poetry that has been shared and I look forward to reading more fantastic writings on our second Potluck Poetry on Monday. The McLinky will we be up on Sunday at 8 pm (CST) and will stay open until Tuesday 8 pm (CST). 48 hours to share up to 3 poems! Look forward to seeing you all there!

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Meet the Poet on Wednesdays!

                Greetings! Welcome to this wonderful Wednesday at Jingle Poetry. Every week Lovely Annie and Tracy Harris will be offering the chance to brush shoulders with the elite, the powerful, and overwhelmingly gorgeous at Meet the Poet.  We will be interviewing a different poet every week. To start this new endeavor, and our partnership, Tracy and I decided that we would devote the first two interviews to each other. I, Lovely Annie, interviewed the charming (hillbilly) poet, Tracy Harris this week and will be interviewed by Tracy for next week. This way we all get to know each other right away! Spending time chatting with Tracy actually made me laugh out loud…that is rare! I hope you enjoy the interview as much as I have been enjoying the process of connecting with Tracy!
 Meet The Poet: Tracy Harris

 First, tell us a little about yourself…if you don’t mind.

My name is Tracy Harris...I tell people I'm a Hillbilly from the mountains of East Tennessee, and it's true, that's why I tell them that. Born here and lived here ever since. My life is that of a very blue-collar factory worker...since I was 18 years old. I'm a very proud father of a wonderful daughter. I've been single for most of her life, so there has been lots of just me and her time...I wouldn't trade that for anything.

What is it about poetry that makes you want to write?

The truth is, I see myself as a renaissance man. I think in terms from an older era, back when folks knew and used a better collection of words. I love words and language. I think people should use their words, and try to have as many at their disposal as possible.
I'm a creative soul. I have always enjoyed creating, and acting in church plays, doing public speaking, and even from time to time, getting up and singing karaoke. But, those are things that I can't do often, and since one needs a creative outlet, and I can't draw or paint for crap, I'm relegated to using the things I have plenty of...words. I write poetry to express myself; to convey to others deep feelings, observations, and insights in a way that I find creatively satisfying. I can say “I Love you” and it always means so much when said sincerely, but write a string of Haiku about what that Love feels like in my soul, and the object of that Love gets a much, much deeper understanding of what my heart is trying to say. Of course, the same holds true regardless of what we are trying to express...Words are our best way to say things.

Can you remember writing your first poem?

 I can remember writing my first real poem, I was 14 years old, and I wrote it to my first bona fide girlfriend. You can read it on my blog.


What style of poem do you write most often?

I have no specific style, except that I do find I write structured poems that almost always include rhyme. However, Haiku, or some derivative thereof, is the form I find I always fall back on when I cannot find a means to write otherwise...Haiku is relaxing to me, and I find I lean on the form more the more I write.

Are there any styles of poetry you find difficult or annoying, and why?

I don't find any poetry annoying; it all has a place on the page. I don't like to read extremely angry poetry, I'm not, by nature, an angry person, so I don't relate very well to too much anger.
Any of the highly structured poetry forms are inherently difficult, and I'm probably just too dang lazy to give them their due attention.

Do you write more than just poetry?

My blog started (in 2009) as an outlet for me to rant and fuss in an entertaining way about the irritating things in life. I only occasionally included poetry in the blog. I began a relationship with a very lovely woman a few months ago, and on her lead I got involved in Jingles poetry blog...so now I write poetry nearly every day.

What poem, written by you, do you like the most, and why?

There are several, each with it's own reason, but one that pops into my head is called “Git'n Spring”, it's about country life here in the mountains. It's written in my hillbilly dialect, and was difficult to write, but turned out very well in the end, I think.

Do you have a favorite poet?

Robert Frost is one.

What is your favorite poem by Robert Frost?

Departmental” , it was the first poem I ever really kept in my mind

Departmental: by Robert Frost

Do you have a favorite place to write? What inspires you?

At home, in my recliner. Love, in all it's iterations, is my main source of inspiration.

What is your favorite type of music?

Classical and Pink Floyd

Which Pink Floyd album do you prefer?

Dark Side Of The Moon with Wish You Were Here a close second.Favorite song...Comfortably Numb

Favorite book?

The Lord Of The Rings Trilogy

How about a favorite quote…that inspires your life or writing?

Henry David Thoreau “I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion.”

Any other creative passions?


 If you could have dinner with any famous dead person who would it be, and where would you dine?

Thomas Jefferson. Michie Tavern

What do you recommend for dinner?

We would have the fried chicken and mashed potatoes with gravy.

Pretend you have a band. What is your part in the band and what is the band's name?

Tracy and The Trollers. I would sing.
Album Title:
NO CLUE (decided by Lovely Annie and Tracy Harris)

Are there any websites or blogs you cannot resist?

Are there blogs I can't resist...Yes :)

On that note, I would like to share that Tracy is a Pisces and shares a a birthday with Osama Bin Laden. Wow!!!
A little extra for Tracy:

Pisces Horoscope for week of September 16, 2010
Verticle Oracle card Pisces (February 19-March 20)
The eighth-century theologian known as the Venerable Bede compared our existence to a sparrow that flies in the window of a royal castle while the king is enjoying a winter feast with his entourage. Outside, a snowstorm is raging. Inside, there's a big fire in the hearth that keeps everyone warm. But the sparrow doesn't stay in this welcoming place; it quickly flies out another window on the other side of the dining room, refraining from plucking any of the delicious scraps of food the revelers have discarded. Bede says that the sparrow's actions are like ours in our own approach to living our lives. Well, guess what, Pisces: I don't think that will be true for you in the coming months. Judging from the astrological omens, I suspect that once you fly into the feast room, you won't depart like a restless, confused wanderer. You will linger

Rob Brezney: Free Will Astrology

Thank you for spending time sharing and putting yourself out there Tracy!!!
It was my pleasure to be the first poet interviewed in this new endeavor, Thank you very much for that honor.

Next week relish in the spotlight with us again on Wednesday's Meet the Poet!