Skip navigation

Tag Archives: metaphor

Hi folks

I’ve been wrapped up in work these last weeks so please excuse the delay with posts.

I intend on publishing a collection of my own short stories that I’ve amassed over the past 13 years. I will use Smashwords  to do this as it seems to be one of the few online publishers offering a fairly decent deal to the authors. As far as i remember they also give you an ISBN number and are targets for future talent via Barnes and Noble, Amazon, etc.

Smashwords also offer a service to have your book cover illustrated and designed, but they also offer authors like myself who are working with images and photography the dimensions to DIY it. I have not made my own yet, but recently I helped a friend with his and after some hours of screen sharing via Skype we managed to find his image of a four legged, masked girl with  a flying piglet on her lap…

Yes, of course, I did think it was a wind up when he first requested this image but soon realized his sincerity and here is what he got.

 

1919 - Outside blog

Anything can be created from imagination

I write this information here on the off chance that any of you writers and poets need book or CD covers. I have a nice stock sitting here (samples here ) not doing much apart from being eye candy for the net.

I’m also aware that cutting a living from being a wordsmith is not so great, so I will discount each case as it comes by as long as you’re being honest. The more you earn or claim the more you donate for my time and efforts please.

You know where I can be found.

Good luck with your missives and metaphors.

Power ti yer pens

 

Image

 

There is no crime if I don’t show it
For it’s a long time since I’ve been poet
Since January, one poem has parted
From my heart for another departed
Then career and need (and laziness)
Swapped verse and rhyme for video lens
Where interpretation of life and things
Choirs majestic to butterfly wings
Sunset’s flames, porpoise and minks
Driftwood beaver, daughter and teacher
Have been my new poetic features
Almost a lap around our sun, inspires I to return,
Ball’s point hurtles over this paper
As I pay homage to Lady Poet and my Saviour
With my guilt panged traditional behaviour
I’m instantly filled with power and the pride
That she’s always smouldering deep inside
Awaiting connections between our senses
She suggests to us possible verses
Through verb and metaphor she immerses
Repair from grief, to us poets, she blesses
Interrogates inner so outer confesses
Causing zoom and macro, elegant presses
Unfaithful? I don’t think that is really true
Judge for yourself at a screen near you

Brig Portrait
I am no cosmogonist for suggesting
That the end and the beginning
Are one and the same
Winter opposes summer
Death, life and so forth
On a perpetual journey
Of violence, rest
Love, hate
Science fact
Metaphoric beliefs
Everything shares one common truth
The unzipping of creation
The four bases
Adenine pairs with Thymine
Guanine pairs with Cytosine
All split open
Then reborn in puzzling sequences
Ribo and Deoxy Nucleic Acids
Forged from a star collapsing
On the edge of our solar system
Gravitating, tugging, pulling, spinning,
BOOM!
Just like the other BIG-inning
Circa 14 billion years earlier
But before that
The quiet, stillness, nothing
How do we know?
After…
The present
The future
The past
Alpha and omega,
First and the last

Image
The days, as space
Will stretch
As I fetch
Thoughts of Spock
Jedi grammatical talks
(Even lost socks)
Cosmic hotrocks
Spinning the force
Gravity bends
offers pretense
For Hubble´s lens
But binary evolves
to Kepler and Chandra
Heat seeking, farther and farther
Give us those light years
Uni and multi-versal answers

ImageTo get your ticket to write
For the write line highway
Just open your soul,
Relieve your woes,
Word for word, all will flow
Most writers I know, still receive a giro
No PC, but they just use biro
They opinionate, make fun of the state
(Which does a good job on itself anyway)
Fun write lines can go a long way
Either open your heart or go insane
Poems or prose will give you gain.
It’s a fantastic way to work your brain
It’s a breeze, there’s no such thing as block
If there is? Then get out for a walk
Sunsets, moon, stars and clouds
Bustling streets with rush hour crowds
Take to the country roads or clubland beats
Perhaps you prefer the hills of peat
The sweet songs of the birds
Or the wind and the rains gurgling splurge?
A dram of malt, or a pint of gin
Gives a few the needs to pick up a pen
Or have a cup of tea with herbs
For inspiring ´chilled out´ verbs
Whatever your poison
To observe, sniff, touch, listen
Words can break you out of any
Prozac, depressive, self-scarring prison
It might not even be that scary
A hobby, time killer, or verse for a new baby
When your heart becomes ignited
Never be short sighted
Write for you alone about what
You have or haven’t been through
You’ll soon discover, that the harder you work
The more your audience will smirk
Laugh, grimace, cry, sometimes repeat
And more chance of print is what you’ll meet
So cruise the write-line highway
In your own missives truck
Free your inner and let it ROCK!
And a gigantic good luck, if with your words,
You’re game enough to try and earn a buck.

Write Line is an inspirational anthem I wrote for writers like myself who go through at least a few of the things mentioned in this piece.

ultimatemindsettoday

A great WordPress.com site

Welcome to the Music Club

Music Takes You on Journeys

Big Red Carpet Nursing

Fun & Progress!

mejfote

life fashion & more