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ALL ABOARD!  Calling all poets to catch the MUZE TRAIN.  ALL ABOARD!

Welcome to the first prompt of the Muze Train.  Hope you enjoy the ride.
So what exactly is this Muze Train anyway? Well I thought you’d never ask.  It’s one of my quirky attempts to spark the muse of my fellow poets and promote their good work.  But it does have a twist to it. In particular, a twitter kind of twist.  Yep. Twitter.  If you’ve never heard of twitter, or don’t have an account yet. It’s easy. You can go to http://www.twitter.com and set up an account in a minute or two.  All you need is an email adress. Easy right?

So the whole thought behind the Muze Train is to promote your poetry and facilitate participation and appreciation of the art of muse.  There’s no one better to do it than you. So let’s get started.

The process is simple. I’ll always begin the prompt with a stanza or “boxcar”.  The next person will follow and write the second stanza.  The third person becomes the caboose, and writes the third stanza.  Three stanzas complete a train.  Then the process repeats itself in a mad dash completing more trains.  We can make as many trains as we want!

Well probably have to start on the blog though. As it might take a bit to get the locomotive moving.  We can post stanzas in the comment section, and if you’re the caboose, you have to add the previous two stanzas to yours in the comment section by copying and pasting.  I  can then post all completed trains to my twitter account for more exposure and participation. Cool huh?

RULES OF THE RAIL
(For bloggers)

Part one:
1. Be courteous of others
2. Write poetry.
3. Comment.
4.  Have fun!

Part two:
Two ways to participate
1. Compose a stanza.
2. Like and add positive comments.

Part three:
1.  4 lines per stanza
2.  3 stanzas complete a train
3.  The 3rd person is always the caboose.
4.  The caboose combines all three stanzas and posts in the comment section and can post the completed train on their own blog.

RULES OF THE RAIL
(For twitter users)

Part one:
1. Be courteous of others
2. Write poetry!
3. Comment
4.  Have fun!

Part two:
A.  Four ways you can participate.
1. Tweet your stanza using the hashtag #muzetrain.
2. Locate other stanzas using #muzetrain and add your stanza to theirs by replying to them.
3. Comment.
4. Like and retweet.

B. Further rules of the rail for twitter users
1.  Each tweet represents a “boxcar”.
2.  Three stanzas or “boxcars” complete a train.
3.  The third person or stanza is always the caboose.
3.  In this case, if you’re the caboose, you can either combine all three stanzas and post to your own blog, using the #muzetrain hashtag or just favorite and retweet the train on twitter. 

So here it goes…
The first boxcar…

Prompt: The Key to the future

The future is ready.
We must create tomorrow’s gold,
and shape it like potter’s mold.
For the future is ready, for the taking.

There it is.

Have fun!

If you have questions contact me:
@poetryshackman
or
PoetryShackMan@gmail.com

Board the MUZETRAIN!
All aboard!

Benjamin

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Ok folks.  I’m trying something new here. So bear with me.  I can’t stop my creative muse, so I’ve come up with a few ideas for prompts.  Poetry prompts of course.  The cool thing about it is, your all invited! 

So my first category is called: Say it with muze(and yes, I misspelled muse intentionally) and the general “style” of prompt, if you will, is the news. One of my favorite pastimes is actually reading the newspaper. In this way we stay informed of events both locally and around the world.  In other words, the prompt will come as it relates to current news topics. Or old ones for that matter. 

So I’ll select something in the news, and you’ll write an awesome poem as your muse pleases. Hence the phrase “Say it with muze”.  Sounds great huh?

My best intentions in doing this; is to first, promote poetry, and provide a positive medium for poets such as yourself.  Are you excited yet?

Feel free to post your poem in the comment section or simply provide a link to your blog.  Also feel free to roam around as much as you like, and please comment on others poems.  It’s much more enjoyable that way isn’t it?  Alright you ready?  Here goes nothin’
(By the way I have other wonderful categories to be announced. So stay tuned).

SAY IT WITH MUZE:
Prompt 1

Today’s prompt will be on mourning. The world is mourning right now the loss of life in Paris.  I just saw a picture of a young woman from Cal state that is no longer with us.  Such a loss of life.
Personally, I’ve lost my dad, two grandmothers, and another family member within the last five years.
So your poem could be on grieving. The memory of a loved one, a tribute to Paris, or how the world is mourning.  However your muse takes you. 

Please be polite and mindful of others throughout the process. My only requirement is that you say it with muze.  I’ll go first. You ready?

THE IMAGE OF MEMORY

We cherish and embrace,
the sacred memory of those
who were larger than life,
inscribed upon our heart.

The gravity of their love,
stately kindness,
exhibited humanity
from the start.

Although we don
the sadness of this grief;
clad and cloaked in pain,
we will gladly bear their image
upon our souls,
for with us they still remain.

Benjamin Thomas

You can also reach me at
awesomewheel@gmail.com
@poetryshackman

Your turn!

Let know what you think.
Adios

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Bury my mind
kerplunk
deep in a page of poetry

and let me find
savory rich phraseology
and muse

Line by line
infused with spices
and choice contemplation

With delectable voice
soothing the palate
dripping with adoration

Bury my mind
kerplunk deep
in muse

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Old man Jack

lays his toil to rest

settles his troubles

then expands his chest

and

sprays

his thought in muse

secluded

away

happily

simmering

in the wayward back country

tucked astray in his haggard old shack

set in ruins

His vibrant old mind 

still a little cracked

but keen as a whip

 thwarts the decay

nagging atrophy

encompassing him

He sits

in silence basked in solitude

with pen in hand

mortar in the other

builds his peace

letters his soul

to the wind

pens his pain

commands the ink

then and again

imports his joy in prose

to the page

flows his sorrow

runs his rage in verse

whether blessing or curse

until the end

when heart runs dry

the ink subsides

and his old story

is

finished

 

 

 

Copyright ©  2014

Benjamin Thomas

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My Muse

She’s Kardashian on a good day
exposed to the world of feasting eyes

Yet six feet deep on a bad day
costumed as poet, so ill-disguised

Hopefully sexy with epic attitude
but oftentimes lethargic, lacking latitude

As Mother Nature, so unpredictable, strikes like flu, and just as despicable

A flying fantasy such as Peter Pan
but with less will than, I know I can, I know I can

An old grasshopper with a chronic limp, a fly without wings, or unagile chimp

Like fidgeting fingers that flop without hand, or a pair of apt lips gipped without demand

Like a hobbling old man
that bears arthritic confidence
yet he still stands
in the midst

So is my muse

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That glass,
is half full.
Loaded,
with premium
gasoline.
High octane
motivating fuel,
to blow my doubt
to smithereens.

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Always

give

time.

For due process.

 

First.

Obtain the necessary

ingredients

essential for delight.

Take time to stir the plot,

the muse

right

within.

Listen…

And

Hear

the waters

churning against

the walls of your heart.

Swirling within

it’s inner chambers.

Knocking

at the brim.

Set it on low

heat.

And give time,

for due process.

Sit.

And let it stew.

Until all

have

unfettered access

to what has been

processed—

through you.

 

 

 

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