Sunday, 13 of October of 2024

Weekly Poems for Warriorpoets 1

First ever edition of  the weekly whatever we’re gonna call it poems to start your week with… As in we’re going through and updating all the multimedia in the poems on the Warriorpoet website, plus Dennis has some special features like quote of the week and other stuff he’ll be telling you about soon.

We’re looking forward to as much feedback as possible…  We’ll even mail if you dollar to participate. I mean if it works for Gallup Surveys, why can’t it work for us. To particpiate please send your mailing address and $2 to PO Box below. 🙂

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Click Here for Quote of the Week: http://blog.armedwithvisions.com/quote-of-the-week

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Eco-Organization of the week: https://earthfirstjournal.org/

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6 Poems Just Now Updated:

“I pick up the glass and watch the Great Nebula of Andromeda swim like a phosphorescent amoeba slowly around the pole. Far away in distant cities fat-hearted men are planning to murder you while you sleep.” http://armedwithvisions.com/2012/05/01/kenneth-rexroth-great-nebula-of-andromeda/

“If you’re okay with plastics but disgusted by blood. Or if when it starts to rain you run indoors to stay dry instead of rushing outdoors to play–you could be an alien.” http://armedwithvisions.com/2012/11/28/lone-wolf-circles-you-might-be-an-alien/

“Trying hard to swallow ginger steps of braille feeling toward that sound willing eyes to penetrate the void. That’s when the cave came to life walls waving to a hum of nervous wings” http://armedwithvisions.com/2011/11/02/walkin-jim-stoltz-bat-cave/

“This is the land of the Indian Paintbrush, a place with more centuries than the days of man. At sunset there falls onto this land a wonderful desolation. Slanting sunlight turns arroyos to black currents in a sea of tall, yellow grass. http://armedwithvisions.com/2012/11/24/philip-wright-high-plains/

“Far below cars jam and curse from streets to avenues in toxic unclarity, a cacophony of misery. …Honking and flapping high through the crisp fall morn the geese re-enact their ancient journey south–then back north in spring. http://armedwithvisions.com/2013/12/30/joel-hammer-migrations/

“…a path to calamity and ruin is –if it’s any consolation– a gorgeous swallowtail, a brilliant mix of bright orange and vivid yellow with a soft dusting of light brown along the edges.” http://armedwithvisions.com/2014/05/15/billy-collins-butterfly-effect

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To sustain and inspire all this please send ecopoetry books and $tuff to: Warriorpoets c/o Deane Rimerman PO Box 2640 Oly, WA. 98507

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