Poetry or More...
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I successfully published a poetry book, i entitled, Poetry or More. Now, the original plan I used is to place three year in one book, text side audio. Unfortunately, a 100MB or 100,000KB limit exist on ebooks that can be loaded <that is fair cause that equate to a huge amount from raw text>. Thus, I made four version, one is only text that include all the years. The other three are partials: 2015-2016, 2017 January to June, or 2017 July to December.
The text only includes all the poem stories, poem of the months or seasons. I placed the links to each Poetry or More variant below, and if you want an excerpt I kept the December solstice 2017/December 2017/December Poem Story 2017/July Aphelion 2017 poem blog entries. All is linked below. Enjoy.
Poetry or More 2015-2017 text only
https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/poetry-or-more-1
Poetry or More 2015-2016 audio or text
https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/poetry-or-more-2
Poetry or more 2017 January to June audio or text
https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/poetry-or-more-3
Poetry or more 2017 July to December audio or text
https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/poetry-or-more
Overdrive links
https://www.overdrive.com/series/richard-murray-short-story-collection
December Poem Story 2017
https://aalbc.com/tc/blogs/entry/137-december-2017-poem-story/
December 2017
https://aalbc.com/tc/blogs/entry/134-july-aphelion-2017-poem/https://aalbc.com/tc/blogs/entry/120-december-2017-poem/
July Aphelion 2017
Listen to "January Perihelion 2017" on Spreaker.
Farthest from the light
Is the ancient under water wheel
Seahorse, crab, anchovy, or like, dance in it
The last to it's kind
It's descendent's, kill or betray the old life
...Long before man, or when dinosaur's began
Earth made the ancient plant's
To play side all other children
But... came a change
Earth became cloudy, the sunlight distant in essence
And, nearest penultimate ancient plant's died
But the heart from Earth, did not want all to die
And embrac'd the ancient under water wheel
To usher in the dinosaur
And, it surviv'd, to today, deep in the water
Far from the sun , alway's
Audio ( https://www.spreaker.com/user/6716082/july-aphelion-2017 )
Check out my ebooks- the free one is noted, please read/enjoy/give me your response:
Sunset Children Stories: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/sunset-children-stories
Looking West and West: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/looking-west-and-west
Janidogo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/the-janidogo
The Gospel of Joseph: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/gospel-of-joseph
The Nyotenda FREE : https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/the-nyotenda Includes a comic. The following link is an excerpt LINK
December 2017 Poem
December
I hear some speak to maturity
why am I not convince?
do I have access to a wise diary
am I living behind a fence
nothing literal or from prison is about me
sole support from my sense
kin to all common water's
born from being many schnee
each winter, the former liquid chime, Never Again!
On the craterous surface, will we be sow
Under only the sky, above all other life, is our remaining time
... then the sun rise, and maturity prove elusive again
... I hear few speak to possibility
why do most shun if sense
do they have no craft they fee
are they surround from total absence?
nothing craftal or annihil they don't see
all support from their mince
kin to all warstarter's
born from inherent malflee
each winter, the sanguine rhyme, Always Again!
In the cavernous channels, will we be sow
Under only the hide, between all other life, is our remaining time
... then the lids rise, and possibility prove all coming again
...Can a possible be immature
Is immaturity a craft from some possible
to reject all other possible
Do the questions prove sense?
Audio ( https://www.spreaker.com/user/6716082/october-2017-poem )
Check out my ebooks
LINK JIHI series
LINK The Gospel of Joseph: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/gospel-of-joseph
December Solstice 2017
Happy December Solstice. Mama Earth in less than a moment tilt her axis farthest from parallel to the Sun, more than any other time save one between the Perihelions. May those in the northern hemisphere, have a collective , communal warmth, may those in the southern hemisphere, have a energetic smooth cool.
A once virgin prince, now white hair king
Ponder to her tomb, the Last Rose, from Hadinchi
On his regal seat, in a cold empty hall
He remember, the fairies dance, on all the jewel pall's
No longer their sprinkle's, in this long fall
He leave his seat, stride slow on broke floor
He see her portrait, made when good time's were more
A goblin weave'd her skin, from hairs on the amber boar
No longer it make step, in this long fall
Open the hall door, and on to the mausoleum
The path shimmer or shine, throughway, to where his woe's sum
From glass depicting her life, molded from dragon fire's, or jitu hum's
No longer they breath or song, in this long fall
Finally, to her body rest, in grandeur timeless
A statue made, from the king mind or hand, to her likeness
Eight ninth from centuries, on the craft, and still a jumble mess
No longer can he remake, in this long fall
And fall... the white hair king, crying My Love! my love...
Time smooth over, and none recall, or only hear whisper, in winter
To the once virgin prince or Tamawari, his lover
...But, the rarest whisper, say a black dove cry in a spring, will end their leter
Audio link( https://www.spreaker.com/user/6716082/december-solstice-2017-poem )
Check out my ebooks- the free one is noted, please read/enjoy/give me your response:
LINK JIHI series
LINK The Gospel of Joseph: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/gospel-of-joseph
Be Safe
December 2017 Poem Story
Somewhere, or sometime, in existence
In a temporal expanse
Tween cluster's from star's or nebula's
On a planet from like set
Aside a beach, part to an isle in the caribbean, is waterfall's
Where she sit
I don't know her name
Have not ask'd about
Been here a few day, and still not approach
I have no game, or malice play
A simple joy, watching the sun, shadow, wind, or mist mix, about her, or her dress
But... time is near done
The time this somewhere
Me no romeo, her no juliet
Nor us two ship, to make a living idol or gret or regret
Only a woman enjoying the sun, shadow, wind, or mist, mix about her, or her dress
Or a man enjoying where she sit, honorable distance, no persistence
Two pleasant, quiet, honest...
model: amber rayne
photographer: Travis Houze
https://www.flickr.com/photos/37051354@N04/27333584943/
Check out my ebooks- please read/enjoy/give me your response:
LINK JIHI series
LINK The Gospel of Joseph: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/gospel-of-joseph
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