Still excited about this new venture into poetry.

I have had a little time to think about the offer of a free e-book and unfortunately I have come to the conclusion that I mat have mislead in my first post. I was thinking of selecting some 40-50 poems but in reality I will  only be able to find time to post 4-5 a week. They were written as I said many years ago, and probably never really edited at the time so I will need to review them all before posting for public consumption. This means it will take a little longer than I at first anticipated. Blame it on the excitement of the project, and nnot carefully thinking about it. One possibility is to publish in two (or) more volumes. This would certainly be a quicker way to make the e-book available. I will have to see how things work out.
Also it was a very poor idea asking interested readers to leave an e-mail (on a publicly viewed blog? OMG what was I thinking?) I will make it available in PDF format somewhere on the web when it is ready. In the meantime, if you know of a site where I can do this, please let me know in the comment box. I have never used such a facility before,

But now to the real purpose of today's post. I want to post another three excerpts from my back catalogue of poems. As I said yesterday, I have about 200 filed away, well stored in notebooks really, and am beginning to post them on line. This blog is really a central file system as they are being posted on different sites. Hopefully to earn a crust or two, so if you like the excerpt please support a straving artist. Well alright, I am not starving but who knows when the worm will turn.

The Song Of My life.

The song of my life has been long
But now it is finally sung
And I sang it to you,
As I bade you Adieu.
Yes the song of my life has been sung.

This has now been published in this blog

Put Down Your Gun

Put Down your gun, you’d better run,
You can’t have it all your own way.
You never know when you might need a friend
So put down your gun today.
Banish all thoughts of vengeance.
“Live and let live”, don’t they say.
You can’t come up number one, everytime.
So put down your gun today.

read the whole poem and notes in poems on attitudes to life

The Wicked Magician

The wicked Magician,
He cries in the night.
For the wrongs he has done
And the wrongs he can’t right.

read the whole poem and notes in poems on attitudes to life

So there we have it, there are now six of the poems published, and at least another two which I haven't excerpted here but their turn will come. I have also found a couple of sites which allow uploading of files but not sure if thi will count as duplication of content and so will be looking at all the options very carefully before I decide to use their services and post my e-book with them. Don't want to fall foul of the TOS of the sites which I am suing for publishing on line.

 

Poems and Poetry

I find that I need to start another blog. I have separated my painting and mixed media collage art work, started other blogs for my photography and musical interests and also another which is basically to promote my Zazzle store but now I need a blog as a home for my creative writing which at the moment is basically poetry. My poems are basically about life and the way that we live it.

I have a fairly large back catalogue of unpublished work, written mostly in my younger days. And that is sometime ago, LOL. I have used much of it to set to music and sung those which I think of as my favourites, because of this the structure and wording of some of the examples may well seem odd. However, now that I have "retired" from the day job, I am refinding and starting new interests.

So I am looking to get some exposure for some of the older work and will be adding new poems more and more frequently as the time passes. I need to get back into the frame of mind which enables me to start writing poetry again.

Just as a taster, here is an original poem and a couple of excerpts with links to the full text elsewhere on the internet.

Is The Day Too Long?

Is the day too long

To hold to what you’re crying for?

Is the day too bright

To see just what you want?

Is the time too fast

To make your mind up anyway?

Is life just a dream,

You cannot hold?

Have you seen the sun,

When up above’s a clear blue sky?

Have you felt the rain,

When the sun is beating down?

Can you reach the sky,

“Oh no”, this time I hear you say.

Can you really say

You’ve ever lived?

You’ve never seen the sun,

The clouds of doubt obscure your mind.

You’ve never felt the rain

You’re too insensitive for that.

You’ve never touched the sky,

Your crookedness is stopping you.

Oh no, you cannot say,

You’ve ever lived.

The River (excerpt)

Cold, silent river

How I long to be free.

You ask no questions,

Just roll on down to the sea.

Coloured lights reflect in your water,

I reflect in them too.

But I’ve so many questions,

I don’t know what I must do.

See the full version in my Squidoo lens  How To Write Memorable Song Lyrics

The Wind (excerpt)

The Wind sighed,
And the world turned.
The Wind whispered, "Why?"
But no one heard.

Read more about this poem and why it was written with illustrations of wind/storm damage in the article. A poem: The Wind

I hope that will will take the time to read the full poems, otherwise you will miss out and that would be a pity. I hope to create an e-book with the large back catalogue and will be making this free to interested lovers of poems and poetry. I cannot promise when this will be available, I need to assess which poems I think are worth being included and hopefully it will contain 30 to 40 examples of my poetry. If you think you might be interested in this collection please leave a comment and I will be pleased to email it to you when it is completed.

ADDENDUM: On re-reading this today, I think asking for e-mails was wrong. Leave a comment please, but when the e-book is ready I will find somewhere to post it in PDF format (probably) so that it is downloadable. At 4 or 5 a week it is going to be  a little while until it is ready if It is to include as many of the poems as I would like. So depending on the way it works out there may be fewer poems than I at first anticipated. Maybe two volumes would be more convenient.

"The best laid plans of mice and men gang aft aglay" - Robbie Burns