First Published in The Elephant's Never Silence rests on the edge of my hand a slight movement and it breaks the facade of stillness; of eternity, of longevity and more. my body lies supine within this tall grass scorched by the sun whitened by the heat emptiness seeps slowly making a long trail … Continue reading The day begins again- Published in Elephants never
Welcome toPromote Yourself Monday. All Go Dog Go Cafe readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to postonelink to one specific post (600 words or less please!) from yourblog into the comments section below.
If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.
Throughout the month of July, I will be providing a daily writing prompt based on the title of a beloved Children’s book. These are designed to inspire you to write a poem, prose piece, or a piece of flash fiction in 30 minutes or less.
Let your creativity go wild! The only rule is that you use the book title as your piece title OR integrate all the words in the title into your piece somehow.
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First featured in the Little Rose Magazine, July 2018
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com
The old cuckoo has been strangled
rolling in dust
for its coarse and harsh cries
are bringing back the
too hard to bear
too painful to hear
The cobwebs in the old piano
have marked the
crotchet of my memories
with the missing
touch of my lover’s fingers
devoid of its symphony
The broken chair and
are storing the reflection
in its cracks
my tongue slaps my cheek
to hear the broken verses
and lost songs
from the past
Those folds in the
holds the warmth of our
Too fearful to
lose the memories,
I’m letting the wrinkles
The air is heavy and laced
with your memories
in this old dusty room
those specks of dust are
dancing and dangling
intoxicated by the love
of our old moon.
Come read my latest piece on Whisper and the Roar.
And how the body teaches itself to heal
to get up
shed off the scars
the sullen time has left behind
rub off all the cobwebs
of the stale vapid moments
nesting in you for time forever
taking shelter in your mind
feasting on your memories
and sucking off the light
that was once so divine
And the how the body teaches itself to recover
by crying profusely
pouring out the tears
chaos of the lonely soul
that deep lamentation
that once gone sour
and how it springs that fountain of elixir
stemming from the depths of your heart
to cleanse you
and to baptize your sins
marking you as a nubile
a soul apart
And how the body fight and shuts itself down
cocooned within itself
sitting cross-legged in the dark
hunched by the pain of the
and sitting in complete silence
mute and numb to the core
those screech and
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My words today in FVR based on the July theme Love. Come give it a read.
Exciting things happening at the GoDofGO Cafe. Come check it out.
The Baristas have spent the month of July brainstorming how we can continue to make the Go Dog Go Café a dynamic and interactive community for writers to gather. Starting August 1st, we will be introducing new features, giving an old favorite an update, and introducing new Baristas.
Most of the Go Dog Go Baristas have been writing for some time and have impressive back catalogs. Starting Friday, August 2nd, the Baristas will be dusting off some oldies but goodies and sharing them with our readers. Look for a full day of stellar and diverse writing, as you get to further explore the Baristas’ work.
Guest Barista Saturday
We are really excited to announce the Launch of Guest Barista Saturdays! We are inviting all of our readers to submit 3 to 5 pieces of original writing (previously published is fine as long as you retain the…
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So thrilled to see my book review of Elisabeth Horan "Bad Mommy Stay Mommy" published by the Fly on the Wall Poetry Press. So thankful to the EIC Kenyon Isabelle for giving me the opportunity. Elisabeth Horan is an Editor at Animal Heart Press and has several chaps and collections coming out this year. She … Continue reading Book review featured on the UK based Fly on the Wall Press
“A ship that sails without a compass will get lost at sea.” ― Matshona Dhliwayo First Published in the Writer Cafe's Magazine Issue 16 The cluttered thoughts in my tangled mind begging for the sunshine to make their way through the cobwebs of uncertainty and slippery steps of the doubts I precariously chose my … Continue reading The Map
Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate.
The prompts are designed to be quick challenges that can be written in 10 to 15minutes, inspire you creatively, are fun, and get everyone interacting. Please post your response to the prompt in the comments below and show your fellow posters some love and support. All members of the Go Dog Go community, including Baristas, are welcome to participate. Feel free to share this post on your own blogs and/or Facebook.
First published in The Quiet Letter, July 2018 I stand on the balcony and look for those fireflies in the garden dancing and circling around every blade of grass lighting it up with the fire in their bellies I soak the beauty in those buzzing insects in the hope they can fill up the sadness … Continue reading Colloquy
This post is in response to the daily prompt Rebel
How do you feel when the poetry magazine which you have been in awe of since the day of their inception and have spent countless hours reading their poems and admiring the talent of the writers published on their site has agreed to publish your poem?
I fell elated and top of the world since the day I got the email from the editor, Brian confirming the acceptance of my poem.
Vite Brevis is inspired by the saying ““Ars longa, vita brevis“ (art is long, life is short). This line moved me the very first time I saw it and every time I read their poems.
Their aim is to publish work that shows a keen awareness of not only art’s beauty and longevity but life’s toils and finiteness.
Please read my poem Impressions and leave your precious comments.
I'm beyond thrilled to be featured on his amazing literary collective Sudden Denouement edited and curated by Jasper Kerkau. It's an absolute honor to be part of this alongside such talented writers on the writing community. The Sudden Denouement Collective is a forum for divergent aesthetic and literature. Their writers and artists come from around the world … Continue reading Poetry published on the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective
My debut on the Sudden Denouement. So excited about this. Go take a look.
My horror movie
That nihilistic pain
simmering in the back
of my eyelids,
or sometimes lodged
like a toothpick in my throat
grabbing my head
like an incessant headache,
numbing my senses
rocking me to the core
that pain is the reminder of your memories
the miasma of incessant pain
as it dug it’s knuckling deeply into
my and kneads me violently
shaking me to the core
giving me the creeps
forever and more
before I give in
always and again
this unbirthing of childhood fears
and the panics which kicks in
oh! my relentless heart
looks for the company
which is soothing
your old gelid fingers
and soul-numbing pain
leaves me in the fetal position
that numbing pain
I feverishly want to get rid of
this whole hamster on the wheel routine
has left me aghast
like a horror movie stuck
on the reels.
[Megha Sood lives…
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“She is a beautiful piece of broken pottery, put back together by her own hands. And a critical world judges her cracks while missing the beauty of how she made herself whole again.” ― J.M. Storm A ball of sagging clay in your hands taking shapes between the ridges of your fingers getting knead by … Continue reading Potter
Come read this beautiful rendition of a love letter by a talented poet Chuck.
By Charles Robert Lindholm
My Dearest Darling-The Lover of My Soul,
As I sit here writing to You after all the intervening years since our time together I am still so amazed and thankful that my memories of You and Us are as vivid as the day we made them.
I can see You as clearly as when I gently held Your face in my hands and kissed Your lips so tenderly every morning. The most exquisite greetings to a morning I have ever had in my life. Ah, but then all of the memories that I Treasure most were made by You in my life!
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