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The Poet's Forum #1- May, 2000
In This Issue:
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~Editorial
~Article-Writing: Helpful and Creative
~Poetry
~Submitting
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1) Welcome to the first issue of The Poet's Forum, an online E-zine that encourages literary works. The Poets Forum E-zine was created to reach those who enjoy reading poetic works and even consider writing from time to time. This E-zine is new, and will take a little time to build momentum, and with your help we can go abroad in the field of literature and writing. So enjoy your first issue and we'll see you next month.

~M
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ARTICLE: Writing: Helpful and Creative
By Michael A. Casares

          "Poetry, and writing in general, can be a good aid for emotional wellbeing", You have probably heard this said before many times. Just like keeping a journal or diary, poetry can help release those thoughts that seem to overcrowd us throughout the day.

There is so much that we build up inside of ourselves and sometimes we just can't find a way to express it or vent that built up "material". This is when poetry can be helpful. We truly hurt ourselves when we bottle things in. Poetry is the perfect way to release for feelings when times are tough. As a matter of fact, most people first started writing because of the personal hardships they faced, and the seed that was planted there eventually grew into elegant words of poetic splendor.

Inside of us all are untapped amounts of creativity and imagination, we just need to know how to find it and once we do, work with it. Writing can help us all, personally and socially, keeping literature in the hands of people. Once hing we never want to do is feel childish or stupid because we have the desire to express ourselves in writing. When it comes to poetry it is always good to be true to yourself. Write what you feel and thusly you will begin to learn who you are. So take the time to sit down and write, in the end you'll have helped yourself and gain the self-satisfaction of knowing you can put your feelings into written works.
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POETRY

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In the "Poetry" section of The Poet's Forum there will be a few poems showcased for readers. Poems will eventually be placed in respective galleries of the Poetry Forum.
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Dusk & Dawn

The King of Winter
by Michael A. Casares

Feel my grasp.
Cringe as my fingers caress tightly around
thy neck.
Thy flesh seers in my frozen touch,
as a veil of mists float up from my
glacial form.
My crown lays nestled on my head
and sparkles in prisms from crystalline ice.
Thy name is unimportant-
truly it is the past.
Thy deceiving smile could no longer
capture me in bondage.
Thy pleasant nature could no longer
rapture me into hell.
For I have become one with my being
once more.
I have sheathed myself with the coldness
of time and misery.
I have been in ice by the pangs which I
mentally inflict upon myself.
And those around me at times feel my wrath
with an onslaught of winter rage
I am the Winter King.

And so I lay thee to rest,
body a wretched whore.
I have since conceiled myself behind
barriers of thick ice.
The day comes and I hide for fear of life,
but when dusk falls and the night time is upon us
and the moon shines over our heads-
itself releasing a freeze syphoned within us
as certain doom-
I bask in the glory at profusely seems
apparent.
Only in self obscurity do I dwell,
ever affraid that the sun would shine her
face at me once more.
And my heart remains in an icey prison,
performing its functions as a robot-
made of cold steel.
Bars encage the soul,
keeping the spirit from captivating the mind.
And the brain works with neither heart
nor soul . . . .


Untitled
by Amanda Tankersley

The length of a lifetime.
The longest distance know to man.
But the length of life without love.
Not even an understandable distance.
A loveless life is never ending.
One may think they've had a fullfilling life,
but if the've never experienced true love,
it was a waste of an eternity.


The Wishing Ones
by Gino Sanchez

The Terror that binds Cease to Dwell
Within the Caverns of my Sanctum's Hell
I shiver within another Moment's Grasp
The Poison which coiled my spirit, Deformed

The Anguish of a thousand Dreams
Enfilled with and Sorrowed Beams
These, the Demons of my Past
Will forever Haunt me No More


For I have found Bliss and I have found Wealth
Amongst the Gossip of Ethereal Whelps
With those who have ied and Fallen Cold
Who like me have lost their way Home

Here we have Gathered to share our Fears
Along with Hollow Wishes, turned to tears
And to find Comfort within a Higher Hope
That our Pains will not be brought by the Morrows



>Submitting<

  If you would like to submit a poem or article to The Poet's Forum you are more than welcome to. All things submitted will be reveiwed and given full credit to the author. Poems submitted will eventually be placed in their respective galleries or new ones can be formed on the Poetry Forum. If you would like to submit please MAIL them to the Poet's Forum E-zine. Please place "submit e-zine" or "sub-e" in the subject box.
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Well that wraps it up for our first issue of The Poet's Forum, I hope you enjoyed it. If there is anyone who you think might be interested please forward them this copy, I am sure they would appreciate it. Well with that said, see you next month.



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The Poet's Forum #1 May 2000