I really enjoy doing both, but I didn't write nonfiction until 1994.
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Beyond that, I seem to be compelled to write science fiction, rather than fantasy or mysteries or some other genre more likely to climb onto bestseller lists even though I enjoy reading a wide variety of literature, both fiction and nonfiction.
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I enjoy doing the research of nonfiction; that gives me some pleasure, being a detective again.
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Every time I write a nonfiction book I get sued.
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I like to get paid for doing basic research, so it's pleasant to write some nonfiction about it.
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The Devotion Given To Our Disciplines
You,
Are a dancer.
Dancing is what you do.
I write,
But enjoy dancing.
You,
Are an architect.
That is what you do.
I write,
But enjoy architecture.
You,
Are a photographer.
And you exhibit this.
I write,
But enjoy taking pictures.
You,
Sing.
Like no one I've heard.
I write,
But enjoy singing.
And,
The devotion given to our disciplines,
Has given us a purpose to define.
Our destinies.
However,
I can not demand you spend time with me.
If I am respecting how you spend your time.
If we are respecting with admiration,
Of one another's gifts.
There is an obvious difference of applied,
Concentration.
We must be left to do what we do,
To do it until it is done.
With a lesser time given to schedule visitations.
Somewhere.
Somehow.
And why?
We became married and attached to our crafts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Faint Of Heart
I wish you could have read
The Letters that I didn’t write
Would’ve liked for you to have heard
Words I didn’t say
I wish you could have felt the touch
Of hands that didn’t reach out at night
Would’ve liked to know
What you didn’t feel…
When you didn’t hear the words…
Words I didn’t say…words I couldn’t write
poem by David Whalen
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A Cursed Gift
I wish I didn't know how to write,
Or how to use a pen.
I wish this skill was forbidden,
The greatest of all sin.
I wish I didn't know how to think,
Or how to use my mind.
If they took it all away,
These words I would not find.
I wish I didn't know how to love,
Or even how to break.
Both of these leave me in fear,
In which I write as I shake.
So take this all away,
Leave me empty in my heart.
I do not want to write again,
It's tearing me apart.
poem by Adam McKim
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For a while, I think in 1994, it got to where I didn't want to practice.
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Then somebody suggested I should write about the war, and I said I didn't know anything about the war. I did not understand anything about it. I didn't see how I could write it.
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Sunday Clock
The old Sunday clock
Was a ticking it's way
With no effort at all
Through a long lazy day.
It stood on the ledge
With so little to say,
But it didn't surprise me:
They're all made that way.
(Written Feb 1994)
poem by John Carter Brown
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Letters I Didn't Write
I wish you could have read…
The Letters
that I failed to write
I wish you could have felt the touch…
Of hands that failed to
reach out at night
Would’ve liked for you
to have heard…
Words I couldn’t say
Would’ve liked to have felt
The emotions missed…
When I failed to ask you to stay
What you didn’t feel…
When you didn’t hear …
The words I didn’t say
I wish you could have
At least…Felt the love
That you didn’t feel that day
I wish you could’ve known …
The feelings
that I didn’t show
The words I couldn’t bring to light
And tell you
Long ago
I wish somehow,
you could know now
Of things you knew not then
Of words I didn’t say or write
Of touch, or love
Of things... that might have been
poem by David Whalen
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For this I write
I write not for consensus sake
Why should I? People don’t partake
In my insights, designs and schemes
Nor inhabit my nightly dreams.
I write because it’s a passion
My own particular fashion.
Whether those enjoy what I write
Or find fault with it, that’s alright!
The satisfaction I receive
Is from the notions I conceive
Expressed in rhythmic poesy.
This from me is a guarantee:
When inspiration finds me home
I am sure to write a poem.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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We simply write the kind of music we enjoy most and hope that our audience will enjoy it too.
quote by Benny Anderson
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If Only
If only I could write such words
As men whose hearts and minds were full
Of life's great prize,
Oh but alas, my eyes
Have been pulled o'er with wool.
If only I could see as they,
And feel the freshness of the breeze;
And soar and fly
Oh but alas, I
Cannot see the wood for trees.
If only I could plainly pour out
From my soul, what there exists;
Write, and be free
But no, you see
A veil is drawn just like a mist.
If only I could break the chains
And then unlock the heavy door;
Burst through and shout:
'I AM LET OUT'
I only wish it could be so.
Written Sept 1994
poem by John Carter Brown
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We All Have Our 'Issues
I remember...
Many years ago,
Being baited to argue...
About who I was, was not
And where I should live,
To do what it is I do.
I was even asked by someone,
If I realized what it is I write?
I had to look to see,
If a seriousness sat in their eyes.
I've always been blessed to know,
What it is I enjoy.
And If I didn't...
Like most people,
Who socialize without direction...
I'd be affected by trying to impress.
We all have our 'issues'...
But I am grateful I don't have identity to address.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Love To
I love to talk to myself
And when I talk I love to write it down.
When I write it down you say wonderful
You say a fine poem and a milestone.
I write my thought I write my talk
I enjoy it and
Thank God You always with me
Day and night.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Me
Ask me how I'm doing? 'Very good I say '
My life is good, bad memories I try and keep away
I write as therapy to get me through
All the pain from the past, when I was blue
I write alot of things, about my life
I write about things that brought me strife
I am constantly thinking what to write about
Sometimes I write so I have no need to shout
Sometimes I write straight from my heart
Maybe helping others to get a brand new start
Alot of time depression comes sneaking in
And that's when I get out my paper and pen
I look around me and will always see
That there are those that had it worse than me
I write as a hobby because I enjoy it so
It makes all the bad things have to go
I'm not usually sad by any means
Sometimes insecure, thats from my genes
I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me
My life is good and I'm finally free
So if this explains me a little bit
I think this poem I will submit!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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A Revolution Poetry Is....!
Are you writing words of rhythm according to thoughts?
Or are you coining words of thoughts according to rhythm?
Or are you writing poetry both working at the same time?
Asking so, if they ask me how to write poetry, what shall I say?
Poetry writing is natural, spontaneous expression from heart!
How can this be taught to anyone to write poetry ever at all?
Poetry is a spontaneous flow of words direct from heart ever!
I wonder many a time how am I writing poetry at all ever!
But this is happening to my great surprise since longtime!
Due to engagements ever poetry only I am able to write
Though my aim in the beginning was writing stories.....,
Novels, short stories and nonfiction articles of criticism!
Poetry books too I have completed writing so since long
But what a pity there is no reception for poetry books...!
poem by Ramesh T A
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We are tamed impotent.
Without passion you cannot write about love.
Without lust you cannot write about sex.
All cannot write about love and sex.
All cannot enjoy reading about love and sex.
A half of us are ethic-abiding impotent.
25.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Divine Poetry
Poet never ceases to be poet
He can't remain quiet
He is not dependant on fate
He is with the scene and never late
Poetry is my food
I have completely understood
If I fail to write anytime in a day
That is enough cause for me to be taken away
I shall be no more
If thoughts compel me to feel bore
Thoughts just emerge from the idle store
Pen gets strength to write more and more
Poetry is dear to me like wife
It is also like an edge of knife
It may compel you to write tough
And land you in trouble to pass through rough
But you got to be fearless
As that may be tough situation to face
Many readers may try to pull your legs
When your are reciting it on the stage
It is easy to swim in imagery
Float in dreams with lines silvery
Moon may seem very near
To enjoy its beauty without fear
Poetry as such is divine gift
It may never allow having shift
He is the one who instills thought
When with peaceful mind they are sought
It is divinity that makes home
Pen must write always to welcome
Readers must enjoy skill and talent
Swim with melody and enjoy the moment
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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