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Saturday, April 30, 2011

Poem Of The Week - Muse, Art, Music and Poetry

This week's Monday prompt "Muse, Art, Music and Poetry" had many wonderful submissions from many creative writers in Jingle Poetry .Each one has their own creative input for the given prompt .Among so many wonderful poems,I have selected a poem by Kiera O’Brien " They are  Two" for the Poem of the Week today. 

She elegantly brings three arts into her poem with a starting sentence of "They are Two ".It reminds me that Two hands are needed to clap and produce a sound.Likewise ,for every arts be it a music or painting ,there are two elements with one relating and supporting another .Finally she concludes that thought they are two ,the listening and appreciating heart is only one.Its a lovely take on the prompt and I enjoyed it.Hope you like it too.

They are two…

Beautiful performers, each in front of an audience:
A vixen whose tongue is as fiery as her flowing locks,
A maiden whose  melodies are as perfect as her fair skin;
Their fingers dancing on two very different sets of keys
Two very contrasted worlds, yet the love shines in both

They are two…

Towers of sturdy stone standing strong against the elements:
A place of sanctuary that shelters the young and timid,
A fortress of war whose catapults drive back the attackers;
Each with an independent foundation, built to stand alone
Yet one without the other would surely collapse into dust

They are two…

Canvases painted on by the greatest creator of all:
A portrait of a mentor encouraging a young learner,
A portrait of a warrior standing armed against evil;
Two scenes that appear to be so distant from one another
Yet when hung on separate walls they seem so very lacking

They are two, but their hearts are one.

About Me:

I am Umamaheswari Anandane ( Iwrite4u) ,the owner of Inside My Poem Book , feels honored to be a part of the Jingle poetry with the work of selecting poems of the week in accordance with the week's themes .


Umamaheswari Anandane: (http://umaspoembook.blogspot.com/) 
Luna/Mia Lombardi (http://lunawitch15.wordpress.com/)

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Meet The Poet Wednesday

Welcome to Meet The Poet Wednesday where we get to meet one of the great poets who contribute to the Jingle Poetry community. This week we get to learn more about Lady Nimue!

Who is Lady Nimue?

A dreamer who thinks more than she does and writes more than she thinks she can! And if you want to know the real me , you can not unless you meet me

Tell me about your blog(s), about the name and what it means to you? When did you start blogging?

I started blogging last April and still blog at the same place – Pages from my mind [ladynimue.wordpress.com] I picked my name Nimue ‘cause I loved the story of “lady of lakes” and Nimue is one of her many used names in the Greek mythology. But there was no real reason to pick the blog name. This kind of was a brain wave if you can call it that ;)

I am also an author on blog “Its about random people [ireadintothings.wordpress.com ] which is about random people you observe and think in daily life. I did not create that blog but I am an invited writer there

Your first poem, do you remember it? 

I am not sure but the oldest I remember was a poem “when” written for a poetry site. It was a competition to devise your own poetry form I guess. Its published on my blog I am sure!

Is there a style of writing you prefer? Do you write only poetry?

Free style , haiku , gogyohka ! I write form poetry or rhyming verses when free and set with a particular thought. Otherwise free verses are what you will find most in my blog. Writing a rhymed post is like a treat to myself!

Favorite poem you've written?

I forget about most of the poems I write. But recently I wrote about my mom. The poem was “visit by mother”. That’s something that I will never forget writing. Another poem I like is Zygote ! I love it just for the unique idea its written about . It was fun!

Inspirations! Where do you find them and what makes you comfortable writing?

Written words – specially by the bloggers I frequently read . So many times I have no clue what to write unless I read few poems .. And then I let my mind wander free to chase a muse. By god’s grace words do not let me down too often

Favorite books? Authors?

I read a lot of crime / mystery books ! And I never read romance . I have no favorites though. I cherish good books by any one!

If poetry was a color, which one would that be?

For me it would be Purple – royal , tempting , sensuous and yet evil too !!

If you could live in a book, which one would that be?

Make me Bella of Edward Collins !!!! Please !!!!!!! ;) Yes , that’s what I would love to have – a vampire boyfriend !!

Being part of Jingle community, what are the benefits?

You learn to appreciate the vastness that poetry promises you! Unless you read , you never can realize where ideas can lead you. Jingle not only is that wonderful platform but also a means to explore. This place has given me something to call my own place to be. A place with friends and like minded people who do not shy to show they care. I love this place and many of the people associated with this!

Any advice for people who would like to write poetry?

JUST WRITE WHAT YOU FEEL !!!! Do not fabricate things you are not comfortable writing about!

Monday, April 25, 2011

Review Tuesdays - My Poem Book

“Poetry is the music of the soul, and, above all, of great and feeling souls.” - Voltaire

She is a poet, writer, blogger, engineer by qualification, and a budding novelist. She says that her first novel is “என்னை கண்டுபிடி பார்க்கலாம்” - “Find me if you can?” – It is simple to find out her with the pen name “I Write for U – She writes for Us”. She is none other than our own Jingle Poetry official, Uma Maheswari Anandane of ‘INSIDE MY POEM BOOK’.

About Uma Maheswari Anandane

A poet, writer, blogger, engineer by qualification, and a budding novelist from India who is fond of Music (Indian, Classical, Devotional, A R Rahman, Illayaraja and many), and Books (Some of her favorites are ‘The monk who sold his ferrai’, ‘The wheat corner’ and many). Her love for ‘Tamil’ is unbelievable which can be known from here, T – Tamil Language.

and her love for poems made her to publish a book, ‘Inside My Poem Book’ - a poetry book exploring 21 different poetry forms. You can buy the same from here...

She owns two blogs,

Inside My Poem Book - Poetry Blog

The Perceptual Mind - Prose & Perceptual Thoughts

and you can follow her on FB: I Write for U or on Twitter: I Write for U. You can contact her via mail

She has been interviewed by Jingle Poetry and Jidhu’s Reflection.


'Inside My Poem Book' is a poetry blog dedicated to her loving parents and to all those who love poems. Her love for poetry makes her to define poetry as "Poetry is an ART where we paint the pictures with our words" or "Poetry is my self-expression" and her exploration is an evident for the same

With ‘Simple n Sweet’ Blogger Template as base, she has designed her blog awesomely. The header image is none other than her photo sketched, followed by info about her book.

She has a good collection of widgets like ‘EMAIL SUBSCRIPTION’, ‘FEED BURNER’, ‘SEARCH BOX’, ‘LABELS’ and a pretty good footer.

The archive of the blog says that she pens down from July 2010.

About Poetry

The art of poet out at the center, her experiments with poetry forms makes her to define poetry as "Poetry is an ART where we paint the pictures with our words" or "Poetry is my self-expression". Her poems are simplistic yet deep thoughts behind it; they are soulful, right from her heart.

Her love for Tamil is evident in her works and in her budding novel, “என்னை கண்டுபிடி பார்க்கலாம்” - “Find me if you can?” If you love experimenting with poetry forms then you have to stop by here to enjoy her experiments.

From her recent posts, ‘Sound of Music’ and ‘Royal Wedding’ are my personal favorite.

Titanic’, ‘Inside of Moon’ are my other favorites from her pen out of the 153 poems she penned so far.

She writes for Poetry Potluck, Thursday Poets Rally and other meme blogs as well. You can even join with her experiments here.


Uma it would be great if you add widgets like ‘Popular Posts’, ‘Recent Posts’, ‘Recent Comments’ as you did in your other blog. You rock girl..

About Me

This is Someone is Special, the author of Few Miles, hosting Review Tuesdays along with Vinay (Leo) of I Rhyme Without Reason. Enjoy the beautiful creations of Uma Maheswari Anandane as I do. Stop by ‘INSIDE MY POEM BOOK’ to enjoy her poetries. Have fun! Jingle Poetry Rocks!

Sunday, April 24, 2011

POETRY POTLUCK - Muse, Art, Music and Poetry

Settle down, folks... It's Monday already! So it's POTLUCK time!! Yaayyy...

We (Olivia and Kavita) delightedly welcome you again to Poetry Potluck... A perfect April Monday... now that can only mean "Muse, Art, Music and Poetry"!! What say?? Come on.. join us...

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 (at least 6), read their entries, comment, AND ENJOY!!! Of course, you can always submit any poem of your choice as well...

Remember: Every week, InLinkz will be up on Sunday, at 8pm (CDT), and will stay open till Wednesday, 8pm (CDT). So you will have 72 hours to share your poem with us...COOL huh?!! Also, if you aren't new to Poetry Potluck, please note that we may not send you weekly reminders. So, it would be awesome if you could add us to your Blogroll or Favorites, so that you can stay updated with the happenings on our site!!

Flash Forward!! Having splashed about in beauty and music, let's undo our "Doubts, Fears, Inhibitions and Hesitations"!! Brr... Scary!! But that's next week! So you have one entire week to prepare your poem for this theme.. :) And if you are unable to submit a poem ON the theme, relax... Send in an older poem you would love to share with us...

And now, LET'S GET STARTED with this week's potluck!!!! Enjoy the VIDEO here and write on... Thanks for joining in and supporting your fellow poets here at OUR favorite Poetry Potluck!!!

A heart, touched... A soul, moved...
(by Sonam Mandal

The song had not left
The tip of her tongue,
Had not been penned in ink,
Or thought out in blood,
Before it filled in her heart
The wondrous joy of its coming.

Never had she met one
She could adore more,
Than the voice of a Songbird,
Singing deep and sad lore,
Of her wisdom gained,
And lovers lost to time.

Nor ever did she feel complete,
Without her favorite tune
Playing on the radio,
Electric guitar, and drumbeats,
To take her high and bring her low,
And finally settle for acoustic strings.

The poetry bled from her pen,
Onto pages waiting to be read,
Words that wrote themselves,
And she watched in wonder,
As each quivering page after another,
Filled with the ink of her thoughts.

Her dear Muse paid her a visit,
Bringing songs from afar as gifts,
And taking a little of her soul,
In the form of penned thoughts,
And music strummed from her guitar,
As a gift to the world beyond.

Thank you, Sonam, for this melodious (oh yea!! that's how lovely it is) poem... we are truly honored!!


Sunday Rally Dispatch is a collection of news updates of interest to our poet-blogger community members.  Your contributions from your area of the world, your activities, or your interests are welcome. Please forward them to Jamie Dedes of Musing by Moonlight at jamiededes@rocketmail.com. Contributions are subject to editorial discretion and space constraints. Feedback welcome.

ON THIS DAY Vasily Andreyevich Zhukovsky  died in  1852. He was born was born in 1783 and was the foremost Russian poet of the 1810s and a leading figure in Russian literature in the first half of the 19th century. He held a high position at the Romanov court as the tutor to the Grand Duchess Alexandra Fedorovna and her son, the future Tsar-Liberator Alexander II.
Zhukovsky is credited with introducing the Romantic Movement into Russian literature. The main body of his literary output consists of free translations covering an impressively wide range of poets from Ferdowsi and Homer to his contemporaries Goethe, Schiller, Byron, and many others. Quite a few of his translations proved to be better-written and more enduring works than their originals. MORE Wikipedia  Link HERE to translations of several of his poems.
ON THIS DAY in 1905 the American poet, novelist, and literary critic, Robert Penn Warren was born. Your can read about him HERE.
Evening Hawk by Robert Penn Warren
From plane of light to plane, wings dipping through
Geometries and orchids that the sunset builds,
Out of the peaks black angularity of shadow, riding
The last tumultuous avalanche of
Light above pines and the guttural gorge,
The hawk comes.
His wing
Scythes down another day, his motion
Is that of the honed steel-edge, we hear?
The crashless fall of stalks of Time.

The head of each stalk is heavy with the gold of our error.

Look!Look!he is climbing the last light
Who knows neither Time nor error, and under
Whose eye, unforgiving, the world, unforgiven, swings
Into shadow.

Long now,
The last thrush is still, the last bat
Now cruises in his sharp hieroglyphics.His wisdom
Is ancient, too, and immense.The star
Is steady, like Plato, over the mountain.

If there were no wind we might, we think, hear
The earth grind on its axis, or history
Drip in darkness like a leaking pipe in the cellar.

MOVE OVER FANNY BRICE*! Heeeerrrrreeee’s Danielle, the funny lady of stage and blog. A visit to Danielle Mari’s Mission Improvisational is bound to result in more than one chuckle. In this interview, her wry, relevant humor pops up like flowers in spring. Even in her writing, her timing is pluperfect. Enjoy!
JAMIE: What drives your desire to write poetry? Who are your poetic role models?
DANIELLE: My desire? It sort of drives itself. It hath no chauffeur! As to the second part of your very fair and intriguing question, I fear I have spent far too long trying to unpack the term “poetic role models” in composing my answer. To me, that suggests I should list poets whom I aspire to emulate.
I don’t think I want to emulate anyone. I’d like to think I should write uniquely Me sorts of things. (Of course, that requires Me to be interesting, and I’m not altogether sure I am that interesting, but that’s a conversation for my therapist.)
Now, if this is really asking me, as I suspect it is, the poets I admire (and therefore may have been influenced by), my list is going to sound eccentric- if you’re kind, and schizophrenic- if you’re not.  Here we go: Shakespeare (I think he was an alien from another planet, though, to be able to write like that... I go into that theory here), Wordsworth (thanks to my Grandpa- more on him later), Keats (closet romantic am I), Dickinson (secretly saucy little vixen was she), Whitman (he had me at “yawp”), H.D. (both as a person and a poet!), Marianne Moore (for flying her freak flag high and wide)... and now for the non-dead poets... Sherman Alexie (for telling it like it is), Billy Collins (for tucking truth in laughter), Ronald Johnson (I know, you probably have no idea who that is... go here), Maya Angelou (if you know her, tell her I want to be friends), Nikki Giovanni (for being unabashedly bad ass), Adrienne Rich (for engaging intellect with primal instincts), Mary Oliver (her poem, “Wild Geese” has saved my life a few times)... and **Maria McCray (go, right now and listen to her... better yet, go see her live... I got the chance to work with her back in Chicago and she is an elemental force. Seriously they need to add her to the Periodic Table.) Wow. This is long. I'd better stop here. 
Cut to 2 a.m. Danielle awakens with a start, crying out into the darkness the names of all the poets she missed.
JAMIE: Please explain your blog title and subtitle: It is perhaps one of the more interesting I've yet to encounter.
DANIELLE: In my family, “interesting” is a euphemism that means “bizarre”- as in, “This bacon pudding has an interesting taste.” I don’t think you mean it that way, though. Well, anyway, I’m not really a poet. You should know that I’m more of a Language Artist. (Is that a term? Did I just make that up?) At any given period, you can find me writing poetry, editing reviews on Theatre Vault, acting, directing, improvising, and/or teaching America’s unsuspecting youth how to do any combination of those things. (I also sometimes eat or sleep.)
The great connector between all of those disparate parts, in my experience, has to be the creative force that drives improvisation. It’s all about making something out of nothing, about picking patterns out of the chaos, about sacred play. And ideally, I’d like to live my life with that mission: to view everything I do as an act of improvisational creation. The blog subtitle? Well, I find nearly everything that’s funny to be true and everything that’s really true to be funny... or at least absurd.
JAMIE: What made you decide to post a short narrative before each poem explaining the inspiration? Some people do that occasionally, but you are pretty consistent.
DANIELLE: If you haven’t noticed, I’m kind of verbose.
JAMIE: As far as poetry and other writing forms, what are your long-term goals?
Danielle scrambles around her messy desk, pushing teetering piles of papers about, looking under opened books tossing aside empty chocolate wrappers.
DANIELLE: Crap. Am I supposed to have long-term goals? I guess, then it would be...to keep on... eh... doing it, I suppose. That and world domination. 

JAMIE: Tell us about the other art forms in which you are involved and how poetry fits in with that for you.
DANIELLE: I am guessing you mean my theatre stuff, since that’s the other big artistic identity I claim. And I’m guessing you’re specifically referring to Inconceivable! And Other Absurdities. That’s my recent one-woman show that I wrote and performed (and will perform if anyone wants to book me... really.. just email me and my people will talk to your people... I can’t get enough of performing it). After decades of writing and performing separately, Inconceivable represents the first time I’ve actually married the two- and what a blast! OK, it’s not going to sound funny, but you have to believe me that it is... it’s a play about discovering and coming to terms with my infertility. Stop! Don’t look like that! It’s funny! There are vagina puppets and everything!  

Anyway, to finally attempt to answer your question, Inconceivable started with a poem I wrote about a harrowing medical procedure I endured- and that scene stands out as one of the strongest and most moving in the script. (OK, that’s not a funny scene, but the rest is! Mostly.) 

All in all, my love for poetry (handed down to me by my Grandpa), helps in the way that I unpack scripts for the purpose of acting and directing. Obviously when I work on anything by Shakespeare this is very true, but it also helps to do the sort of slow, close reading that poetry demands in order to help physicalize a script to a live audience that only gets to see it once without reading it over and over. To me, the theatre and poetry remain entwined in each other’s arms like great lovers.
** From Danielle: After having composed these answers, I did a search to find links for Maria “Momma” McCray and found out that she passed away in March of this year. It’s certainly a tragic loss for this plane of existence, but we’re so lucky we had her while she was here and so lucky her words and spirit live on. Bye bye Maria. And thank you!
*Fanny Brice was a Jewish-American comedienne who died in 1951 and was known for her inventive and outrageous comedy routines as well as her singing and acting.
·  Thank you, Danielle, for a lovely interview.

DONNA SWANSON (Mindsinger) announces the publication of her new book of poetry, Splinters of Light. She says, “Splinters of Light will change the way you think about life, your fellow man and God.  A feast for the soul and wine for the spirit, this is a book you will read slowly and thoughtfully. It will become a reference tool for illustrations, sermon topics and devotionals. Gloria Gaither introduces Splinters of Light including an original poem. Splinters of Light is available in paperback, hard cover or as an eBook.  It is in the Kindle library and may be purchased at Amazon.com, Barnes & Noble and many other online booksellers as well HERE.
      Donna Swanson has lived her life in America’s heartland.  She and her husband, John, live on a small farm on the edge of the Great Prairie. An artist, novelist and poet, Swanson has published eight books and a poem, Minnie Remembers, that has become a standard in work with the aged. Mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, and Christian communicator, Splinters of LIght reveals the heart and soul of her reverence for life. Schooling, degrees, awards, all have their place in the resume of an
artist, but they describe only the surface of the soul.  Read our
work.  Study our paintings. Listen to our music.  Run your hand over our sculptures and you will truly find us.”

TRISHA’S (Sharmishtha’s Blog) ANNOUNCES A NEW CHALLENGE saying “Each week, I’ll post three words. You write something using those words. Then come back and post a link to the contribution with Mr. Linky (but please, link to the exact post, not your blog, by clicking on the exact post title). As always, there’s no hard-and-fast rule that you have to post on Wednesday. I invite everyone to check back often to read and comment on other contributions. This is, after all, a community for writers who clamor for feedback. This week’s words are:
1.     Cleanse; verb: Make something thoroughly clean; rid (a person, place or thing) of something seen as unpleasant, unwanted or defiling; free (someone) from sin or guilt.
2.     Knead; verb: Work into dough or paste with the hands; make (bread or pottery) by such a process; massage or squeeze with the hands.
3.     Melt; verb: Become liquefied by heat; become more tender or loving; noun: An act of melting. 

...the brain child of our very own Jingle (Ji) Yanqui.
This is a new site to support the publication of your books.
Check in with Dispatch next Sunday for breaking news.
Surprises to be announced.

MOST FAMOUS CAFES IN THE LITERARY WORLD: Some of the most famous novels, poems, and literary moments of all time were written and inspired by cafes in Europe. From the American ex-patriot writers in 1920s Paris to Henrik Ibsen's continental travels, cafes were a place to work while socializing, building stories, and of course, eating and drinking. Today, courtesy of Online College.org, we bring you the first of fifteen cafes well known as the regular haunts of literary stars.
La Rotonde: One of the most famous Parisian cafes during the great American literary ex-pat era is Cafe La Rotonde, which was actually written about in Ernest Hemingway's The Sun Also Rises, although Hemingway's Jake Barnes seems to lament its overwhelming popularity: "No matter what cafe in Montparnasse you ask a taxi-driver to bring you to from the right bank of the river, they always take you to the Rotonde," Hemingway wrote. Gertrude Stein, F. Scott Fitzgerald and T.S. Eliot were also patrons there.
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Friday, April 22, 2011

Poem Of the Week

Hello this is Luna, and I am pleased to bring you this week’s Poem of the week, from which the Theme was, "These are a few of my favorite things" This Poem stuck out to me for many reasons, one of which is this poet’s great way of pulling you in. Also This poet’s use of the common day language in this piece is superb. So let me present, David Allen Waters Poem Titled; My favorite thing.

My favorite thing.

My Hands pull open your layers

lingering, I allow your essence to

stick to my fingers. I raise them

to my mouth savoring your

scent and flavor.

You cling to my hands, my mouth

so sticky, sweet...I am lost in you.

I can't get enough, I must have more.

I lick my fingers clean, you... laying

open before me.

You beckon me from where you lay,

all warm, sweet and moist...tease.

I run my finger over the surface of

you...I can't contain myself any


I use my tongue and dive into your

depths. The very smell, the taste of

you drives me to utter distraction. I

dive deeper, still deeper until nothing


I have devoured you, all of you. I search

my fingers for a small remain...nothing, I

have licked them clean, a faint remnant of

your smell still lingers on them. I fall into a

deep sleep...satisfied.
I dream of you my love...

Your taste lingers on my

tongue...You have taken

me to chocolate ecstasy.

I am yours.


David states after his poem that “To me eating cake is a sensual experience right up there with love making, meditation and prayer.”

If you would like to see more of David’s work, and what else he says after this delicious piece, you can find him at his blog Titled: Alokoli at

http://davidwaters100.blogspot.com/. He has much more there than just Poetry, So please do check him out.

Next week’s Theme will be; Art, Music and Poetry so I hope to see you there! Please don’t forget that you can use the Link from Sunday, at 8pm (CDT), and it stays open till Wednesday, 8pm (CDT).
I can’t wait to read everyone’s poems then! So this is Luna saying; Write on! And I hope to see everyone soon.

Luna/Mia Lombardi Http://lunawitch15.wordpress.com/