Wednesday, November 21, 2018

Syed Liaqath Peeran, Teresinka Pereira, Dennis Rhodes, Ed Markowski, and! Shab-e She'r (Poetry Night) in Toronto, Canada...

“This poem is beyond all relationships.......*

_When I'm dead.....,_                        
_Your tears will flow,.._
_But I won't know..._
*Cry with me now instead!*

_You will send flowers,.._
_But I won't see..._
*Send them now instead!*

_You'll say words of praise,.._
_But I won't hear.._
*Praise me now instead!*

_You'll forget my faults,...._
_But I won't know....._
*Forget them now, instead!*

_You'll miss me then,..._
_But I won't feel..._
*Miss me now, instead*

_You'll wish..._
_You could have spent more time with me,..._
*Spend it now instead!*

_You'll wish..._
_You could have spent all your money on me..._
*Spend now instead!!*

_When you hear I'm gone, you'll find your way to my house to pay condolence but we haven't even spoken in years...._
*Pls look for me now!!*
*''Spend time with every person around you, and help them with whatever you have to make them happy!! your families, friends, acquaintance.....* 

*Make them feel Special. Because  you never know when time will take them away from you forever''..*

 *Love  all   and   Forgive all.*
πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€.
☘☘☘☘☘☘☘☘☘☘☘
*No matter how many times the teeth bite the tongue, they still stay together in one mouth. That's the spirit of*
   πŸ€πŸ€ FORGIVENESS.πŸ€πŸ€
πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€
*Even though the eyes don't see each other, they see things together, blink simultaneously and cry together.* 
  πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€That's "UNITY."πŸ€πŸ€
πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€
*May we practise the spirit of forgiveness and togetherness.*
πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€
 1.  Alone I can 'Say' but together we can 'Talk'. πŸ—£
πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€
  2.  *Alone I can 'Enjoy' but together we can 'Celebrate' πŸ‘―*    
πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€
  3.  *Alone I can 'Smile' but together we can 'Laugh'_πŸ‘¨‍❤‍πŸ‘¨*
πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€
   *That's the BEAUTY of Human Relations. We are nothing without each other* 
   πŸ‘ŠπŸ‘ŠSTAY CONNECTED!!πŸ‘ŠπŸ‘Š
πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ‘πŸ» *DestinyAheadCare* πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ‘πŸ»
πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€
πŸ€πŸ€ *QUOTE OF THE MONTH*πŸ€πŸ€

*The razor blade is sharp but can't cut a tree; the axe is strong but can't cut the hair.*
πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€
  πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€ MORAL:πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€
*Everyone is important according to his/her unique purpose. Never look down on others unless you are admiring their shoes*
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πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€

πŸ™πŸ™πŸ™πŸ™Syed Liaqath Peeran


                                               Teresinka Pereira...

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         THANKSGIVING
         2018

        Happy is someone
        who can say thanks
        to the people who give
        food and love
        and someone who
        has someone to give.
        But we must be kind
        to the poor people
                                                                   who don't have
                                                                   anyone to share
                                                                   the richness
                                                                   of their soul
                                                                   because they are
                                                                   poor and alone...

         
              Dennis Rhodes ...                                                      Ed Markowski...

                I kiss you between
                your nose and eye, gentle as
                a butterfly.
                For forty years that
                has been my spot, meaning that
                I love you alot.


                I am all water.
                90% H2O.
                Come, swim in my heart.


                Every day of life
                is a carnival ride
                waiting to be enjoyed.


                Woke up. Couldn't get
                back to sleep, afraid that I
                would miss something.




Place: Tranzac Club (main Hall) 292 Brunswick Avenue, Toronto, Ontario, M5S 2M7

Shab-e She’r strongly supports diversity, inclusion and courage in our line-up of features as well as our open mic participants. We have been doing this since our inception (Nov. 2012) without compromising freedom of expression. 
Tranzac Club is an accessible venue with no stairs (aside from the stage) and they have two accessible gender neutral washrooms.

and!  from assistant editors Tama, Frosty, and Kitty Kali...   Happy Thanksgiving!


see you in a moment

ayaz daryl nielsen





you can mail your poetry to:



                bear creek haiku
                PO Box 596
                Longmont, CO
                80502   
                USA   
                (SASE's are appreciated)


From other than the USA, email to darylayaz@gmail.com (and/or)

Last!  If you choose to send poetry via email from within the US,
                                    that's ok, too (again, include postal address)





Monday, November 19, 2018

Frosty, Tama, and Kitty Kali... with John F. Kennedy, Anais Nin, Steve Martin, and, the Dalai Lama! and thank you, Peggy Dugan French!

        Haiga chosen by assistant editor's Frosty, Tama, and! Kitty Kali!




               From Peggy Dugan French's online site, 'Friday Quote'...














All kitties wishing you a Happy Thanksgiving!

                                          wishing you, I, all of us, Peace!





see you in a moment



ayaz daryl nielsen




and, you can mail your poetry to:



                bear creek haiku
                PO Box 596
                Longmont, CO
                80502   
                USA   
                (SASE's are appreciated)


From other than the USA, email to darylayaz@gmail.com (and/or)

Last!  If you choose to send poetry via email from within the US,
                                    that's ok, too (again, include postal address)







Friday, November 2, 2018

t. kilgore splake: photographer, philosopher, raconteur and poetic heart of Calumet, Michigan...

        a post by assistant editor Kitty Kali...

t. kilgore splake has over a hundred- yes, a hundred! collections of poetry/photos/et al. published by press's all over our known world- here are a few examples!

           three line poems
         windows of the soul
         correct word to enter


                          poet's ashes scattered
                         light wilderness breeze
                          sky taking him home




Dustin Pickering, Transcendent Zero Press publisher of t. kilgore splake's  Lost Dreams  'Waters flow to the sea but we imagine little of such majesty.  Dare an ill-reflected life reveal the hidden dream we are experiencing.

Is this also a lost dream?'


       
          books and workshops

           full of knowledge

         but best skills learned

            doing it yourself



 

            good writing day

          new poems scribbled

             now like wolf

          loping through forest

         piss-marked boundaries

             retiring to den

            smiling fury face

           blood on his teeth




brown pine needle carpet                   

poet returning to nature

  quiet moment alone


                         pink lady slipper

                          thin green stem

                       nature's human heart


     writer's first poem

muses curiously wondering

   what took you so long


                      late evening

                  dark shadow floating               

                    loon crossing lake



             waiting


         pawn shop window

        dusty martin guitar

         blue grass special

      instrument full of love

         for listener alive

         with caring heart


                                                               

                   "And now," states Kitty Kali, "let's begin to end our  
                          t. kilgore post with this poem from Wang Wei..."


                       My Retreat by the Zongnan Mountains

                    MIDWAY through life I set my heart on Truth
                    And have come to end my days by the Northern Hills
                    When the mood takes me I shall stroll out alone,
                    My pleasure shared by none.
                    I walk to where streams rise,
                    Sit watching as the clouds drift up the sky,
                    And meeting with an old man in the woods
                    Talk and laugh with him, forgetting to return.





    poet's circle
  land sky water
no creative limits



                poems like dandelion floss
                    quick puff of wind
                 spreading beauty all over



           hiking alone
  beyond clocks and calendars
    lost in wilderness beauty




see you in a moment




and, you can mail your poetry to:


                bear creek haiku
                PO Box 596
                Longmont, CO
                80502   
                USA   
                (SASE's are appreciated)


From other than the USA, email to darylayaz@gmail.com (and/or)

Last!  If you choose to send poetry via email from within the US,
                                    that's ok, too (again, include postal address)