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Essay (Poetry)

8/13/2018

by Phoenix A. Desertsong, Staff Writer, Healer & Advocate

“Essay” is a poem about writing poetry and treating it as a rhyming essay. It's about the fusion of prose and poetry.

5-21-2018

This is an essay
Full of whack wordplay
Have I gone all cray
No dues left to pay
I've cashed out today

Colorful array
Mixed with bluish greys
A palette to amaze
A syllable maze
Lost you in a daze

These words meant to raise
Hot rhythm ablaze
Lift up your sad gaze
Rhymes meant to amaze
In magical ways

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Top of the Key (Poetry)

8/13/2018

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by Phoenix A. Desertsong, Staff Writer, Healer & Advocate

“Top of the Key” is a poem that uses basketball metaphors to describe the act of slam poetry.

6-26-2018

I’m a slam poet
Didn’t even know it
The words just dance
And few are about romance

I’m shooting from
The top of the key
Sometimes I step back
And shoot for three

Back and forth
Up and down the floor
Too much on defense
I should be pressing the court

It’s rarely ever
Going to be nothing but net
But gotta keep the pressure on
A slam dunk could be coming

And I’m here for the rebound
And happy for the assist

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Power of Rhyme (Poetry)

8/13/2018

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by Phoenix A. Desertsong, Staff Writer, Healer & Advocate

"Power of Rhyme" is a poem about how powerful verses can be in relating ideas, but also how difficult they can be to create.

6-10-2018

The power of rhyme
Can't be understated
It turns fictions to facts
As strange ideas turn related

Good poetry takes great precision
The rhyme and the rhythm
With carefully made decisions
Gives meaning to them

When you write the lines
That make or break your career
You can't choose the place or times
When true genius will finally appear

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Saturnine (Poetry)

8/13/2018

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by Phoenix A. Desertsong, Staff Writer, Healer & Advocate

"Saturnine" is a poem written around the various definitions of the title word of the poem, Saturnine.

6-6-2018

Oh, who is this unsmiling face?
Where once there was a happy place
Somber tones, brooding expressions,
Now leave a gloomy impression

This melancholy state in which
you’re in must make a sudden switch
So humorless now, but not then
Just can't see you dour again

I'll figure out what's made you glum
Turn you back to sweet as a plum
Turn’d inside out, morose to bright
Never again a moody night

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Outta My Streak (Poetry)

8/13/2018

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by Phoenix A. Desertsong, Staff Writer, Healer & Advocate

"Outta My Streak" is a poem about not writing poetry for awhile and having trouble finding the rhythm to write it again.

7-14-2018

I got outta my streak
And haven’t rhymed all week
Try to turn those gears
But they grind and creak
In all of these years
Overcoming these fears
That my works may reek

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Image Imperfect (Poetry)

8/13/2018

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by Phoenix A. Desertsong, Staff Writer, Healer & Advocate

“Image Imperfect” is a short poem about how sweet things are often not what they appear to be.

7-14-2018

Snapshot of a dream
Sweet like berries in cream
Captured the emotion
Undying devotion
But things as they seem
Look close, they will come
Apart at the seams...

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A Poem a Day (Poetry)

8/13/2018

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by Phoenix A. Desertsong, Staff Writer, Healer & Advocate

“A Poem a Day” is a poem that sets a challenge of writing a poem a day, which would certainly be a great accomplishment.

6-7-2018

A poem a day
A foundation I will lay
Do the work today
The dues I must pay
To do poetry justice
To say I wrote this
Some words are harmless
But others are infectious

~ Phoenix Amelia Desertsong 2018

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The Ballad of Old Floyd (Poetry)

8/13/2018

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by Phoenix A. Desertsong, Staff Writer, Healer & Advocate

"The Ballad of Old Floyd"

(2002 / 2018)

His creativity's all but spent
Poor Old Floyd's loaned his mind out for rent
And no one's bothered to return it
All that's left's the meager deposit
His family's gone, so are his bonds
Those "get rich quick schemes" are all just cons
When Old Floyd walks by, sharks smell fresh blood
Everyone thinks that he's just a dud
Destined to live in a makeshift tent

Twinkling in and out of existence
Still ev'ry day he shows persistence
Running with holes in his worn-through shoes
Trying to burn off his ever-present blues
Poor Old Floyd's life's just blowing away
The wind never seems to blow his way
And he just can't keep up a good pace
He wishes he could launch into space
And off on some distant planetoid
Make friends with some noid droid who loves dance

He's the strange fellow named Poor Old Floyd
With a heart that's been battered and toyed
With a honker instead of a nose
That's coiled up then strung out like a hose
Gaining wisdom through discarded readers
And chatting with burnt out seniors
A hapless wanderer, hopeless dreamer
Living off fattening pig feeders
His dignity's long since been destroyed

The old ones see what he could become
They think he's bashful, but quite handsome
And with a suit, bow, and tie, they say
He could put on a great show one day
You've got stardom written all o'er you
Says the wise old geyser Ernie Lou
Don't let fools incinerate your dreams
You've just been working with the wrong teams
But Floyd felt he'd missed his chance for fun

Old Floyd didn't think himself a star
After all, Hollywood's pretty far
Still he works out some creative themes
That would play out great on silver screens
It's a thousand miles' walk on tar
But it beats wasting away at bars
Halfway to Hollywood, he breaks down crying
"Is this ladder even worth climbing?"
He just sat, defeated, on the tar

At first, Floyd thought his ears were ringing
His nose, like a soft flute, was singing
Serenading his worn, tired soul
Then he realizes, he has a role
His honker sounds like a flute duet
Turns his head just right, a clarinet!
Then he dismisses this discov'ry
Feeling it's much too late for recov'ry
So he walks a lil' more 'fore sleeping

A girl with dark, messy curls, Kim Lloyd
Finds Floyd alone, starved, nearly destroyed
In her kind, sweet embrace, he finds grace
Maybe there's yet hope for the human race
His soul enlightened, his mind returned,
His roots in sadness forever upturned
He'll learn to use his honker to play
Kimmy will help him, his friend she'll stay
The future brightened for our Poor Floyd

Floyd soon found music could take him far
After just two songs, now Floyd's a star
He reminds us dreams don't need to die,
They can all be realized, in time
Once left to pout with digging ditches
His story's one of rags to riches
Kimmy's his true love and missing link
Love has power stronger than you think
Whether in a plane, train, or a car...

You'll hear Floyd's songs wherever you are

~ Phoenix Amelia Desertsong 2018

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The Warrior Princess Creed (Poetry)

8/4/2018

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by R.A. Rowell; Co-Owner of Intent-sive Nature & the Brand Shamans network

"The Warrior Princess Creed" is the theme for "Team Luna" in the CRONOKAI Universe featured at Luna Starlight Comics.

The Warrior Princess Creed

Starlight starbright
Under midnight stars
I prowl the night
Hunting evil
Wherever it lies
Catch wrongdoers
By full surprise

Lurking, stalking
A judge for right
Hunting, creeping
In the shadows
I seek to fight
From highs and lows
The vile by moonlight

Both judge and jury
I have become
Know my fury
My wrath's begun
A warrior
Princess I am
Your end has come

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Once Upon a Time (Poetry)

8/4/2018

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by R.A. Rowell; Co-Owner of Intent-sive Nature & the Brand Shamans network

"Once Upon a Time" is a narrative poem based on the story of Samson Quin's discovery of his love for historical fiction in the CRONOKAI Universe featured on Luna Starlight Comics.

"Once Upon a Time"

Once upon a time’s
Such a cliche way
To begin a tale
But we’re looking back
We’re imagining
Wholesale, clearing out
The warehouse of lies
Spun into gold fictions
It should be epic’s
A good prediction

She’s a perfect ten
That sweet hot teacher
But behind those eyes
Lies the sinister
Plots of a vixen
I’m no easy mark
As she will soon learn
But she has something
Quite precious in her
Genius daughter

Gina Lou Harrison
I met her just once
Quite some time ago
But I saw in her
Big blue eyes some hope
She just may agree
There’s truth to my dreams
I have unique peeks
Into darker pages
Of hidden hist’ry

More than just doodles
Fill pages of notebooks
In my bag I hold
Deep secrets that I
Should never reveal
But I know Gina
Just needs a good friend
And yeah, so do I
She will tutor me
In what I must learn

Maybe Gina will
Shed some light on these
Nightmares of dark lust
I know that once I
Begin this dark quest
I may well be sucked
Into a whirlpool
Of pure obsession
With the Dark Moon Queen
Who nightly haunts me

She’s Luna Dawnstar
Hero and villain
Simultaneous
And once she wielded
Mighty CRONOKAI
Sword of space and time
Master sword of fate
She’s come back to me
To tell all her truth
Guess I’ll do my best

Britney Harrison
You taught me too well
How to give my dreams
Higher power through
Words strung together
You may fear me soon
The myths realized
The hidden past’s now
Revealed in moonlight
Gina knows I’m right

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Desertsong (Poetry)

8/4/2018

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by Phoenix A. Desertsong, Staff Writer, Healer & Advocate

Desertsong

Was left to wander alone
In this desert, hair windblown
A hot, beautiful mess
Written off, but not distressed
Finding peace and company
In these wide open spaces
I now sing my desertsong

A mess, but lovely in it
Hot by day, too cool at night
Friends with the desert fox
And with the lizards and hawks
I’m never alone out here
In nature I let go of fear
We’re singing my desertsong

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Essay (Poetry)

Top of the Key (Poetry)

Power of Rhyme (Poetry)

Saturnine (Poetry)

Outta My Streak (Poetry)

Image Imperfect (Poetry)

A Poem a Day (Poetry)

The Ballad of Old Floyd (Poetry)

The Warrior Princess Creed (Poetry)

Once Upon a Time (Poetry)

Desertsong (Poetry)

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