two forests

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as i followed the silver mist

i could not understand it was her voice

and the voice of the others in their

cocktail dresses

lyrically they laughed in a quasi celestial choir

while they clinked their martini glasses

she accounted the times after the war

running barefoot through Spandauer Forst

and feeling the twigs between her toes

her eyes welled up recounting her Vaters joy

flicking her red hair back in a proud swoosh

she reached for the vodka bottle

Sinatra hung above their shoulders

and nodded me into my room

little green eyes fell unto the carpet

“ja Mutti” trembled out

i woke up to the pounding of first

responders on my neighbor’s heart

on the corner of 5th and Wall

Pay It Forward Thursday – April 18, 2019

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The baristas at Go Dog Go Cafe are big fans of Pay It Forward Thursdays. We think it is a great opportunity to give a shout-out to another writer who has wowed us or creatively inspired us. It a great way to share the love and pass it on to the readers. It also becomes a great pool for excellent reading stuff by your fellow readers of the WordPress community.

You are invited to post one link to one specific post of poetry, short story, or flash fiction, 300 words or less please, from someone else’s blog in the comments below.

Happy reading!

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pink spider love

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the tendons in my arms

sense of falling up

pangs and hisses

hole in the walls

beyond the sill

pigeons puff in heat

summer i feel

of the spinning axis

loss of sense no thoughts

just empty glass after empty glass

bumps on the gooses i think i think

looking up hanging down from the window

i think im Spiderman

woman that’s me

turn on my water works

over who

last one for the road

yes you hurt me

one toke full glass

new chance

i want to get off

now

those gray eyes

you’re passed out

on the bed made by

the leaders of example past

i remain standing

questionable victory

in this battle of the sexes

Wednesday (oops)Writing Prompt Challenge, April 17, 2019

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Tuesday Writing Prompt

Apologies for this not being posted yesterday!!! We hope you will still join us!

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.

Today’s prompt:  

Use the phrase “fading light” in a poem or piece of prose.

Happy writing!

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physics, interrupted

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the apple trees died last winter sitting on the front porch watching the bird bath go green with time’s CO2 no apples no birds they went away forever until three years from now it’s times like this when i think of Dr. Hawking and his warning to Geneva in a most conventional way we don’t know what we don’t but we know we shouldn’t  but still we do being made in His image what does it mean when we create in tubes surpassing victor frankenstein shriveled are the avenues showered in teeny asteroids that take our minds to the false heaven while we float in our own shit and we land hard but we won’t cure cancer and while the pipelines feed our need to ride free man i mean really free at what cost and my wild beasts are wild no more floating away on sheets of ice as seen on tv on the front porches of the brownstones on Union Avenue  i miss the apples

quae nunc, populi mei

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where evils and torments hide

in the closet under boxes

inside urns of times forgotten

and disposed of like a bomb

glory be if it comes

by light but the night

is a begger and to hide away

her love she stabs me in my heart

the man will leave and take

away what will save him for

a day without noticing the silence

in the hills

of all the tools that have been

given by the only tree of life

depends on many factors writ in bloods

Promote Yourself Monday, April 15, 2019

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Promote yourself Mon

Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday.  All Go Dog Go Cafe readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to post one link to one specific post (600 words or less please!) from your blog into the comments section below.

If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.

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Soul’s Blush Of Pink – Tanka

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NaPoWriMo 2019 Challenge – Day 14

Frank J. Tassone Haikai Challenge #81 (4/13/19) – Pink Moon

This week, write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that alludes to the Pink Moon.

Pink ground phlox, or “moss pink,” lends its name to the April Moon.

The Haunted Wordsmith Elemental Writing Challenge – April 14, 2019

 For this challenge, we will explore one of the four elements: air, earth, water, fire.  Simply use the word and/or image provided and be inspired by the natural element.

Today’s prompt and image: rejuvenating.

full pink moon arrives

bringing with it the moss pink

rejuvenating

the change from Winter’s nighttime

into Spring waters rebirth

~ * ~

Photo Credits:

Pink Moon – KIYOMI YOSHIMATSU / 500PXGETTY IMAGES

Waterfalls – David Mark from Pixabay

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