Poetry Critics My name is Jeffrey Michael Miller and my book entitled " From The Inside Out " is my first collection of poetry that's been published through Publishamerica. Being True To Your Art My name is Jeffrey Michael Miller and I'm a Publishamerica poet with a new book out entitled " From The Inside Out ". I'm Sorry Mom! A Mother's Day Poem Mother's Day Poetry, I'm Sorry Mom! I'm sorry for the troubles And the worries I brought you. My Ideas For The Valentine's Day. Valentine's day is nearing. Poetry World Poetry World is a poetry website list I've put together that features so many great poetry forums and poets for your reading pleasure. Why Do I Write Poetry? I use words as others use algebraic signs: with meticulousness, with caution, with the precision of the artisan. Gilleland Poetry – Storoems and Poems ~ Review Retired professor of Microbiology, Harry Gilleland certainly has a wide variety of experiences and thought-provoking insights to share in his latest poetry book, Gilleland Poetry – Storoems and Poems. Poetry “Reborn” Emerges In Thriller Mystery Novel Since Mohamed Ali–then Cassius Clay–announced that he had written “The worldÂ’s shortest poem,” I have known that I would be a poet. Love and Life Lessons Recent events in my life have taught me that the best thing to do in any situation is just to love people. Poetry Frauds My name is Jeffrey Michael Miller and I'm the author of the poetry book entitled " From The Inside Out " by Publishamerica. Poetry Speaks to the Whole Family From the moment the shiny new book arrived at my doorstep, I was excited to see what this incredible creation had in store for my son and for me. If, An Online Marketer's Internet Addiction Poem, Can You Relate to This? IF, An Online Internet Marketing Poem If before you have turned on the coffee, or got your kids fed, If you are the last one dressed and ready to leave the house, While others in the family get ready, your still moving a mouse. Bleed now is not the time to open open that great door again not the time to be more tolerant not the time to play to winnow is not the time for justice evolution mercy choices not the time to pet the puppies yipping with pathetic voicesnow is not the time for kindness not the time for compromise not the time for loving blindness not the time to close my eyesnow for one too many people not that i have gained no good heart has sown but flesh is reaping tears to mind and wasted bloodnow my inner wolf seeks equals only those whose chords can howl deadly whether lone or social defending young or on the prowltell me not that you would die upon the spines of my displeasure live for me and for you will i cherish each cell as if a treasureput me not inside a cage but roam with me through snow and sun be by my side or breathe my dust for i shall bleed again for noneNiki Lasher Artist, Writer, and Webmatron http://www. Barriers There are many times I set up barriers and walls, invisible unless you come too close, And then you hit them. For My Mother I cannot bear to think of when you will be gone. Changes I am not the one I was before yesterday. Choices You can do and you can be whatever you want. RISK Do not be afraid to shine. Why I enjoy Writing? During interviews and general conversations with the public,one of the most difficult questions for me to answer(timely and thoroughly) is,"Why do you enjoy writing"?So due to the challenge manifested in such a question,I pondered on creating an answer. Growing Growing hurts sometimes; saying goodbye to friends, to things you’ve known and done to things you wanted to do. Ken's Poem How wonderfully sweet to be a dweller dwelling on the road of goodbye. Find the Magic FIND the MAGICFind the Magic As you release old bondage Come out of hiding And see the starsFind the Magic As you expose the pain Let the tears flow And find beauty in your bodyFind the Magic As you scream from the beating Run from the threats And feel the warmth of a hugFind the Magic As the little girl is silenced Told she is too smart for her own good And she finds her place of honor as she speaks her mindFind the Magic As the ghosts creep into dream Haunt your daily life And you meet them at the crossroads and move onFind the Magic As you drift out of your body, avoiding the anger Observe the separation And you join the body temple once again to rejoice in this unique wonderFind the Magic As you listen to the conflicts and Watch in horror And emerge from the water whole and beautiful in a rainbow of colorsFind the Magic, For you are whole once again© 2004 Susan BaconSusan Bacon is an researcher, teacher and author. Ocean Heal Me Ocean Heal MeOcean heal my wounds Let your waves curl and foam on my body Wash away blood, heal scarsOcean renew me with your power As unceasingly you roll Giving strength that's been drainedOcean keep me warm Wrap me in your brine Caress me with your tidesOcean disperse my tears As they flow in you I cleanse my soulOcean let me grow in your depths Color me vibrant blue, coral, green Clear = revitalizedOcean your spray anoints me Cool and refreshed My spiritual renewalOcean be my friend Hold me flowing in your currents Ever moving, ever changingOcean, heal me. Joined JOINEDHeart beat of man pounding - yet unheard joined becomes the beat of a nation. My Final Defeat - Fixed Competition She probably can't remember and I know I can never forget. You Lost Your Last Gamble and Me I will never think twice nor will I roll the dice When it comes to my life I will take my Grannio's adviceYou play the hand you're dealt when it comes to who will be your Dad - But if you bluff about a card's face value for too many years you forget you had - No Aces or King of Hearts in your original deck - But rather a worthless Joker-So Wild and Mad. It's What She Didn't Say When I hear your voice inside my head it makes me think of you every single day as I fight back tears of sadness and wonder if you're okayMy life is empty without you I wish time would take away the pain but the ache in my heart persists and my simple hopes seem in vainI realize how much I hurt you and now I know it's too late to tell you how sorry I am and expect you not to hateI don't deserve a second chance to show you how much I care when you needed me the most I know I failed to be thereNow your trust in me is gone forever and I will never have the chance to say I really hope your dreams come true and happiness finds you every dayI would give almost anything in life if I could go back to that day and erase everything I said and did to make your heartache go awayWhat hurts the most is this is what you didn't say and the absence of these words haunt me each and every day. Let Me Tell You About My Ger First of all, no other little boy can have a Ger -Not in a million years - She's One of A Kind And SHE'S ALL MINE - No, no (I shake my head) and tell you I WILL NOT SHARE THIS SPECIAL LADY My Ger belongs to me - It's plain to see. My hero, my best friend, my "Grannio" (a.k.a my Grandmother) She raised me like I was her own daughter from the day I was born 32 years ago. I've Learned You cannot make someone love you.

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