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/><category term="published" /><category term="National Poetry Month" /><category term="rhyming poetry" /><category term="Stephen Fry" /><category term="insects" /><category term="ABC television" /><category term="bike race" /><category term="dangerous riding" /><category term="museum" /><category term="Prince Albert Hotel" /><category term="Wii Fit" /><category term="disability" /><category term="writing therapy" /><category term="publishing my poem" /><category term="poetry readings" /><category term="kids won't eat vegetables" /><category term="ms" /><category term="creative writing" /><category term="car race" /><category term="rat race" /><category term="winners" /><category term="good books" /><category term="watching TV" /><category term="inspiration for a poem" /><category term="atheist" /><category term="writing place" /><category term="children" /><category term="Lazy Sunday Afternoon" /><category term="writing a sestina" /><category term="poetry slams" /><category term="wedding anniversary" /><category term="students" /><category term="open mike" /><category term="Dylan Thomas" /><category term="poetry rhyme" /><category term="poetry collection" /><category term="Banjo Paterson" /><category term="bright star" /><category term="Christmas thoughts" /><category term="Bill Marsh" /><category term="Murray West" /><category term="healthy eating" /><category term="what to write a poem about" /><category term="history" /><category term="poetry" /><category term="dementia" /><category term="gambling" /><category term="gawler poetry at the pub" /><category term="loneliness" /><category term="Nigel Dey" /><category term="poet" /><category term="write a poem" /><category term="Louise Nicholas" /><category term="simple poetry" /><category term="swallows" /><title>Poetic Pause</title><subtitle type="html">Poetry has a special place in my life. Please join me as I wander through my poetic world.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://carolyn-poeticpause.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://carolyn-poeticpause.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441272000221745733/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Carolyn Cordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16928724006245769572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SYVWhBZWPBA/SCertad01dI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Oe24AKOKxSE/S220/me+and+the+boys.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/PoeticPause" /><feedburner:info uri="poeticpause" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08CQnk_eyp7ImA9WhRbEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441272000221745733.post-8008023905832009168</id><published>2012-02-01T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T21:17:43.743-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-01T21:17:43.743-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="motorbikes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="road statistics" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="motorbike crash" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="accident" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="motorbike accident" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dangerous riding" /><title>Someone's Son</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://carolyn-poeticpause.blogspot.com/feeds/8008023905832009168/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441272000221745733&amp;postID=8008023905832009168" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441272000221745733/posts/default/8008023905832009168?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441272000221745733/posts/default/8008023905832009168?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoeticPause/~3/O8Dcvw70Npc/someones-son.html" title="Someone's Son" /><author><name>Carolyn Cordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16928724006245769572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SYVWhBZWPBA/SCertad01dI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Oe24AKOKxSE/S220/me+and+the+boys.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">This morning I saw a young man risking his life. Knowing there's little I can do to save him, I felt I had to put something down in words. 

A poem then, for that particular young man, and for all of the others who risk their lives on the roads. There are so many...



Someone’s son



He went past, faster than the speed limit says

and not as safe as the law says he should be.

No helmet, hair 
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A fortnight of my life went into the writing of this complex poetic form. The sestina certainly isn't for cowards! It's a good way to play with words though, and I enjoyed it all immensely. I'm using poetry to keep my brain ticking over and making connections, and so warding off 
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The poem below had its beginning is a blog comment I made to a friend's post. His words spoke directly to something inside of me, and I immediately felt what I had to write. 



The same friend left a comment on his blog, which challenged me to take my initial poem further.



The poem below is the result, and it comes straight from my heart and mind. I encourage you to go to John Malone's blog
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I write poems for various reasons, this poem came about this morning after I read a Facebook comment. The person offered congratulations for my wedding anniversary, I immediately knew I wanted to write this poem.



The commenter is a fellow Month of Poetry 2012 poet, and I'm thrilled to have been prompted to write this. This is a happy, happy, joy, bliss poem, and there should be more of them 
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Do you think you're incapable of writing poetry? I don't
agree. I think you're just looking at it the wrong way. 



When people begin to learn how to do something, they don't
expect to be experts straight away. They might have lessons first, then
practice it, and they will slowly get better at it. 



If they're really keen to improve, they might get further
lessons, masterclass lessons 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uTwIJWzxh8uBN6OwWntCe711S9Y/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uTwIJWzxh8uBN6OwWntCe711S9Y/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoeticPause/~4/LGar-y2-SZY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://carolyn-poeticpause.blogspot.com/2012/01/writing-better-poetry.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcNRX45fip7ImA9WhRUEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441272000221745733.post-7196526310463177758</id><published>2012-01-21T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T22:18:14.026-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-21T22:18:14.026-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pokies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gambling" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="regulating gambling" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pokies legislation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pub" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poem" /><title>Playing the Pokies Game</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://carolyn-poeticpause.blogspot.com/feeds/7196526310463177758/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441272000221745733&amp;postID=7196526310463177758" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441272000221745733/posts/default/7196526310463177758?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441272000221745733/posts/default/7196526310463177758?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoeticPause/~3/RN70QdNw6G4/playing-pokies-game.html" title="Playing the Pokies Game" /><author><name>Carolyn Cordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16928724006245769572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SYVWhBZWPBA/SCertad01dI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Oe24AKOKxSE/S220/me+and+the+boys.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">I have conflicting thoughts about the current political argument going on regarding pokie machines. I'm certainly away of the fact that there are people who have huge problems with losing too much money gambling on the pokies. I'm sorry for these people and their families. I hope they find help to cure them of their addiction.

But I like playing the pokies, I find it enjoyable. Every now and 
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Different poets have different ways to find new poems. Some rely on their muse to drop by every now and then, and drop some words and hints that may become a poem. Others dedicate a certain amount of time every day, and struggle with putting words together to form a poem.



In the past I've tended to let my muse come and visit whenever it can, and been thankful if I can write a poem eventually
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I've taken a look on Google, trying to find something that may encourage me to at least think more about the form. I found some guides that didn't interest me, even though they did a good enough job of explaining 
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I find I'm noticing things more, every day things that might usually go unnoticed. In my quest for a new poem every day, I'm becoming more mindful. This is a 
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I've written more poems than that though, inspiration seems to be reaching out and hitting me far more than usual. I think this is because I'm open to it, and actively looking for more things to write about. What happened this afternoon is a case in  point.


You find inspiration for 
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I considered these issues briefly, and the outcome is that I will 
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This poem that started me thinking isn't about dogs or a dog, but it uses 'dog' as a metaphor, and the poem is also set out, cleverly, in the 
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So far I'm keeping up with the challenge - I've written a new poem every day, and duly posted it to the website. The quality of my poetry is a little 
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If you have any thoughts on how to tidy this sonnet up and make it better, please, please, please leave a comment and let me 
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I've been writing a new poem every day in January and posting them to a website that was set up for people to do this. It's been challenging but fun, having to produce a new poem every day, and remembering to post it on the website. The poems posted there have been terrific. The poem I did today is, I feel, the best one so far.



It's not finished yet, needs some tweaking perhaps. Any feedback
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This was all brought on by reading about Month of Poetry 2012 I've met up with Kathryn Apel, who is organising this poetry jaunt, previously, and I know she is legitimate and devoted to poetry. I'm the same, and I'm 
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I am an avid dog lover, and I'm concerned that someone would do such a terrible thing. Puppies need the love and help of caring owners, and certainly never deserve to be so badly treated. I don't know too much more about this case of animal abuse though, because 
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The subject was called 20 ways to write a poem and the lecturer was John Malone, who has a blog here. In this particular blog 
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One of my favourite things to do is to sit down and watch Nature around my back or front yard. I have good spots to sit and watch, ponder and meditate. Sometimes inner peace may come from sitting and watching, sometimes I may just idly watch with nothing deep or meaningful occurring. Sometimes a poem  may come of my time sitting and relaxing, and letting Nature entertain me.



I like short 
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I've thought deeply about the whole thing, and last year I wrote this poem to read at a Christmas Poetry Slam/Party. I read the poem (with a couple of changes) again at the same event 
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I've written poems for many, many years. I remember the poem I wrote in high school for Mr Scalzi's History class once. I was supposed to be writing something, not a poem but something else, about some part of Ancient History that began with a 'C'. I can't remember what the town or country was apart from knowing what letter it began with, but it was in Europe, which might as well have been on 
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Other kinds of writing I do are these:
Poetry, short stories, novel drafts, blogging, journal writing.

I often write a poem when something major has come into my life. I wrote 
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Most days fit the criteria - if I have to go out on a hot day, well that impacts on how I feel. If I'm going out somewhere good, then I'll still be happy, because the car I'm likely to be driving will
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I was aiming at capturing just one important thing, and was thinking as I wrote and edited it, about the spare and clever work of the much loved American poet William Carlos Williams.

If you don't know his work, and you like or love poetry, or even if you 
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When my car came to a halt, I realised I was pretty well completely unhurt. I thought about what to do, but a wonderful lady arrived to help me. She took charge of it all, and 
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