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I  have always enjoyed writing.  As a South Florida poet and English professor, I am convinced that everyone has a hidden talent and a story to tell.  My pleasure is listening, learning, and recreating these incredible experiences into poetry.  As you read, you will gain insights into  life, plus global reflections about love,  loss, success, relationships, time, and emotions.

Poetry, My First Language will feed you a chapter of Poetry Soup, share The Beauty of the Beasts, transport you to Places of Great or Little Note, and review Love Stories, War Stories, and Colors in Your Life. 

Let's continue  this journey.... together.   See below for the latest poetry updates.

   Best,  Ricki                 

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In POetry, My first Language and strands of rhyme: poems from the real world, you'll travel to scintillating cities, meet beautiful beasts, experience willful weathers, read social commentary, "taste" food, be touched by love stories and war stories, relate to emotions about life, love, loss, survival, challenges, and triumphs.

I hope they will make you feel, laugh, cry, think, remember, and relate.  Come along and turn some pages. poetry books are perfect for nights alone or reading aloud with a small group or with a friend/date/special person. Poetry is for you.

I won a bottle of Harvey's Bristol Cream at the SFWA 15-minute Holiday Poetry-Write-In one year for this poem. You should have come over to help me drink it.

 

             HOLIDAY SKIES

Winter holidays brighten the sky

bridging the space between the mind and the eye

Expanding perspective, stretching our view

between what we think and what we can do

A touch of festivity; a bit of divinity,

mostly the concept of pure infinity.

This one I wrote when I was feeling pensive about the passage of time-- the years and the months, and how they keep rolling right along all the time. However,  we are most conscious of that happening at the start of each new year.

           ANOTHER JANUARY  1st

Another year, another chance, another new beginning,                                                An unturned page, with unread words. Untasted delicacies.                                      Unrevealed opportunities, unknown experiences,                                                     still hidden joys and, certainly, yet invisible agonies.

They are all waiting for me in the year ahead, ready to jump out                              on their prescribed days and hours, right on cue.

 

What control  have I over these futures?                                                                Only how I view them, approach them, manage them.                                           Only how skillful I am in bending them to my will,                                                 and of course some of them will bend me to theirs.                                               Twelve months from today, these now "unseens"                                                    will move from the chapter called Future to the one called History.

My offer to you still holds. Send me an original poem about the start of

another year and I will post it here for all to enjoy. Also,  please read my blogs         and  feel welcome to leave your comments, which I welcome heartily. 

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2021. Guess we are all willing to say good bye to the pandemical 2020, a year which will surely go down in history as one  of the very worst ones ever, on so many counts.

ABOUT ME. . . .                                                        

i ALWAYS LOVED READING, WRITING,  and PLAYING WITH WORDS; SINCE I WAS 7,  I've written pOETRY FOR  FRIENDS,  FOR FAMILY, AND FOR MYSELF.    

At ohIO sTATE uNIVERSITY, I WAS AN  english MAJOR AND jOURNALISM minor. fOR MANY YEARS I TAUGHT THOSE SUBJECTS IN MIDDLE and HIGH SCHOOLS; I've BEEN A NEWS REPORTER IN n.J., gA, and FL, AS WELL.                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

​IN 2009, i COMPLETED An M.A IN ENGLISH FROM FLORIDA INT'L UNIVERSITY. SINCE THEN I TAUGHT AT fIu AND mIAMI dADE cOLLEGE. NOW i LEAD  poetry WORKSHOPS, GIVE READINGS FROM my books, EDIT MANUSCRIPTS, AND CREATE WORD GAMES. cURRENTLY, I'm working on ANOTHER COLLECTION.                                                                                          

POETRY is A JOY--- WRITING IT, READING IT, SHARING IT, LOVING IT, ENJOYING WHAT IT DOES FOR OTHERS.  PLEASE JOIN ME ON THIS FULFILLING POETRY PATH.                    

 

FAVORITE   LINES   FROM   FAVORITE   POEMS

                                                                  

STRANDS OF RHYME: POEMS FROM

THE REAL WORLD              

"Life is a book we borrow from the library and think we can  keep."                

                                                                          ALONE  p.134

"The arms of the sea abandon and revisit the shore, in an              

unrelenting love affair." 

                                            ETERNAL LOVE AFFAIR   p. 112

"From the kitchens of poverty, through windows of indifference,      on the streets of violence; they yearn to overcome."

                         FROM THE KITCHENS OF POVERTY  p .25 

POETRY, MY  FIRST LANGUAGE 

"Ice cream does not live by the clock."                                                            ICE CREAM IN THE MORNING p. 85

​"PURPLE is royalty, majestic, and true;                                                       PURPLE is midnight's  departure from blue."                                                                                        WORLDS OF COLOR  p. 74

"Everybody's sweat walks with the crowd."                                                         KEY WEST DUO #2.  p. 32

 

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