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I’m so excited and honoured to be featured alongside so many great writers in 2019s

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Alabama’s Best Emerging Poets

You can grab a copy at the link

And see my poem Red Hands

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Description:

Once famous for its cotton fields that stretched beyond the horizon, Alabama has since moved into the 21st century. Home to a thriving aerospace industry, Alabama makes it possible to fly above its beautiful landscape. But its friendly and welcoming residents are the reason to keep coming back. This pristine land and kind people are the inspiration for poetry.

And in Alabama’s Best Emerging Poets 2019, 41 up-and-coming poets have the chance to share their own words. Covering a wide array of topics ranging from love and heartbreak, family and friendship, the inherent beauty of nature, and so much more, these young talents will amaze you. Containing one poem per poet, this anthology is a compelling introduction to the great wordsmiths of tomorrow.

Beagle in the City #256

Ethan: Happy Dog Day!

Simon: Is there a dog here? I’m just kidding, I know I’m the dog!Give me paws! That’s right that’s right, hey cat, too bad you’re not a dog.

Simon: We’ve sure been through a lot together…

Ethan: Hey man, thanks for being my best friend.

Simon: Best friends forever dad.

If I could ever Love you (bleeding ink)

I could never

Let you go

If I could ever love you

I could never

If I could ever…

And

I think we could make the change

And

I think we

Could live forever

And

If I could ever leave you with anything

Make your art

When you’re faced with the news

Keep your grit

When

You’ve got nothing to lose

Leave your mark

Because

This art

Strong enough

To carry the broken

This art

Even the losers are winners

This art

Carries us all

This art

Is your own voice

And the future is yours

As you create it

Make your mark

Make your art

And if I could ever love you

I think that I would love you

And I could never leave you

(Written for spoken word, at vintage 1889 Aug 22,2019)

Beagle in the City #255

Simon: So what do I need to know, about the cats…

Casper: Well, first, they are not dogs. And they never will be.

Simon: Ok ok, well, how do I play with him?

Casper: They don’t do fetch. Sometimes, they pounce on you, while you’re sleeping. And sometimes, while you’re just walking down the stairs…

Simon: When do they sleep?

Simon: do they know about chase the stick ?

Or roll in the grass?

Or chase the ball?

Or walk around the park?

Casper: No, but sometimes, they break things and you get blamed for it. And sometimes they jump out of no where and scare you.

Simon: Scandal!

Beagle in the City #254

Francis Cash: My name is Francis, I have the bloodline of royalty.

Francis: unfortunately, I was not living the life of royalty. I was in a shelter. But then I met this nice man.

Francis: I could see opportunity.

Ethan: This is Francis, we decided to adopt him. Simon, helped, I figured we could watch Star Trek and the X- Files together and he wouldn’t be scared.

Francis: He seemed nice enough. I decided I would let him live with me. We could work something out. I would have to put up with the doggo, but I could tell this was a writer.

Francis: Ahh yes, I could sense the stories.

Simon: Heyyyyv Francis!

Francis: Sniff my paw,it’s soft.

Simon: No, no, nope, I may have fell for that the first time and the second time…but I’m not going to fall for it again.

Simon: what do you even do with a cat?? I have so many questions. . .

News

I will be at 33 in Fort Payne

Wednesday

5:30 to 7:30

For Pasta and Poetry

Come out and enjoy a plate

And have a blast

I love pasta

And I love poetry

I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

Linda Arthur will be coming out as well to play music

If you’re not familiar with her work

You will really be in for a treat.

See you there!

Star Dust

And they told her

Love was supposed to hurt

And so she accepts the pain

And they told us we were made of star stuff

But then they showed us stars burning out …

And so she accepted the disappointment

And I wondered

If anyone ever told us …

If I ever told you

So I’m going to tell you

If she’s not having fun

If she’s not in to it

Then it’s not cool

But if you love her

And read her like Brail

Making poetry from the

Lines of her body

In the light

If you make a safe space for her

To open up

She will come undone

And she will burn with a fire

And a heat so high

It will fill all the hours

And

It will bring stars back to life

And you

You will be useless for anyone else

Because she will have you

body and soul…

But keep in mind

This Love is rare

And it has been said that only gods make love with a love like that