LinYoest
Joined: Aug 2022

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LinYoest   Junior Member

I am 70 years old. I used to write poetry quite a bit in my 20s and 30s, but haven't for a very long time. I wrote my favorite poem in 1984 and gave it framed to my parents for Christmas--it was on tracing paper over a drawing I did of a hand. My parents have passed away; the poem hangs over my computer desk. It was published in American Poetry Anthology 1987, Volume VII, Number 1, edited by John Frost. The title is The Element; page 306; my last name at that time was McDonald. It's time to get back to reading--and maybe writing--poetry.

Submitted Poems 6 total

Tomorrow: A Day Too Late

No more to see the sunrise
or watch the raging sea.
Tomorrow isn’t promised,
to either you or me.

No more to hear the laughter
of children as they play.
Tomorrow isn’t for us,
we passed on today.

No more to work or leisure
or lying down...

by Linda Yoest

added by LinYoest
20 days ago

Note to Self

Mouth: Quicker than hand.
Sigh.
Tongue: Blurting. Rude. Unkind.
Again.
Hand: Clapped over mouth.
Afterward.
Lips: Pressed together, tight.
Too late.
Rue: Seals lips not in time.
Aw.
Regret: Tames tongue, not.
Ugh.
Remorse: Hastens not...

by Linda Yoest

added by LinYoest
20 days ago

Warning

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me,
And I shall spend my pension
on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals,
and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement...

by Jenny Joseph (Jennifer Ruth Joseph)

added by LinYoest
1 month ago

The Things You Vow to Keep

Your emotions are a mill stone
Entangled around your heart.
Pulling you deep and deeper
Into your blackest part.
Your emotions they are real;
Both the pleasure and the pain.
Though truth is not in them,
You let them soak like rain.
You...

by Linda [Wesser] Yoest

added by LinYoest
1 month ago

The Element

Rarely do we take the time
to walk a quiet, wooded glen;
or tarry to see the rising sun
reflect on glassy waters.
And few there are who understand
the solace of evening shadows,
or appreciates the chilling relief
of fresh fallen snow.
Not...

by Linda [Wesser] Yoest

added by LinYoest
3 months ago

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Latest Comments: 19 total

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Thanks for that encouragement. Though I plan to keep writing, I may not be in many future poetry contests as my finances are very limited right now. But God is good and I have all I need. I look forward to reading your future poems. 

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Thank you so much!

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I appreciate your tender heart and vision, and giving voice to Bennie's perspective.


Another great poem Robin.

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Thank you.

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Thank you, Robin. I'll tip my mug back a'cha when it gets here.

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This poem resonates deep within me. Grooming a child to be “seen and not heard” is a conditioning achieved collectively within family structures, whether or not everyone within that structure is aware of sinister and abusive acts being perpetrated on a family member(s)—nonetheless, everyone reinforces the conditioning. And, when (if) you are brave enough and fed up enough to speak up, but then you are not believed, the bottom drops out of your world and you are deposited into a vast blackness. Alone. Confused. Terrified. Paralyzed. And a new layer of abuse is introduced into your life as you are accused of lying, of being hateful, of causing trouble within the family…

It can take a lifetime to not just find your voice, but to use that voice in healthy constructive ways.
 

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Everyone who enters a poem in the monthly poetry contest gets one vote (for someone else's poem) when the contest ends. Click the Enter Here link for the Poerty Contest to read how it works.

1 month ago

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Yes, that line inspired a poem. You're right, we do get inspiration from everywhere.

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Thank you so much! I also loved your poem. The last line inspired me to write a poem--I credited you and your winning poem in the "About this Poem" section.

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My heart aches because of the fate of the kitty, and also for animal and human alike for whom "tomorrow is one day too late"--a fate that awaits us all.

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I asked tech support that very question and was told me No. I pointed out the wording in their guidelines included uploading a new poem or using one from the site.
They said they used to allow that, but now they consider any poem on the site as being published and therefore not eligible. 

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Your writings require more from the reader than casual reading affords. It’s the
flight of thought that darts here and there that intrigues me.

2 months ago

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Good luck to you as well.

2 months ago

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Thank you very much.

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Yes, snow. Thank you!

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