The Red Planet

In A Memory, We Danced

2011-01-10T16:41:00.001-08:00

When it is I look up,
at the nightly-lit sky,
I just can't believe,
how the world just disappears;
and memories of you,
like rivers that pass
through canyons,
start flowing from within.

The Milky Way cluster
of red and blue stars,
in your eyes, like mirrors,
they dance from afar.
Teleporting me back,
to a time where we began,
that where universal colors,
can be seen, just like then.

We dance the night,
on a summer's midnight tune;
as the air, the breeze,
carries out your sweet perfume.
We glide and sway,
arms well locked into place.
For you charmingly are,
held with beauty, and thy grace.

Your whispering voice,
it sends a fragile song,
that soothes my ears.
As your smile, so radiant,
can light the morning sun,
or put a glow to the moon,
as it does,
each day of the year.

T. Collins...01-10-11

Inevitible Loss

2011-01-10T16:37:00.000-08:00

Some things we lose,
are not always
things that we choose.
Some things burn and fade,
and sometimes slip
or slither away.
In your heart is where I lived,
and nothing did I trade or give;
but somehow choices made our paths;
being good for one,
as the other took the bad.
Then time itself
had spelled defeat,
by taking most
of what I truly need.
Sometimes love becomes
out of our reach...
out of our hands...
and out of our grab.
That's when the shadows,
they take their form,
a despair, for certain,
dissipating the warmth.

T. Collins...01-10-11

“Scratch ‘N Sniff” County Fair

2010-08-29T18:22:00.000-07:00

This is a small town we live in. The map likes to call it “Crescent Grove,” but us folk who know better, call it “scratch ’n sniff,” because with only 132 people who live in this town, you could close your eyes and scratch the nearest one, and I swear, just by smell, you’d bet the farm on who that person was. Although, the Midwest may not be as exciting as States that thrive and pride themselves on their glamorous, bustling cities, we still know how to have a good time. Like the “ventilation bag” contest last Summer at the Crescent Grove County Fair. Boy, I tell ya, that was a knee-slappin,’ doozey of a time. There were people of all ages; twenty-two happy-go-lucky folks, all sitting in a circle, huffing and puffing their brown paper bags.

Of course, the object of the game was to see who can huff and puff, inhale-exhale the longest without fainting or passing out. Well, everyone placed their bets on Hank, a young kid, 24, who’s parents own a farm down the road; a kid who lives to boast and brag on his silicon-looking muscles and good looks, which is probably the only thing working for him, considering the fact that his brain cells seem to deplete with every year that passes. Well, they say “two’s a couple, three’s a crowd,” words I swear his brain lives by. I bet if you took what he calls the “perfect brain” out of that web-infested, echoing coconut, it would find a new home and a much more perfect fit in a hollow pecan shell. Anyway, lets not get off track here.

They were all blowing in, sucking out, of their brown little paper bags, when the first of the group started to turn red, then a purplish-blue in the face. I can sure tell you, I’ve never seen eyes as big as silver dollars before in all my life; then suddenly she started to lean forward, in what was like a slow motion scene from the Matrix; and there it was: a loud thumping “smack,” as she hit, face first, into the warm, dusty ground. It was classic, I mean a freakin’ dust cloud formed in the air. Everyone begged Granny Beth not to join in on this particular contest, but no, she was not to be outdone by a bunch of young hooligans.

I tell ya, at 96 years old, wearing those brown, knee-high stockings she says matches that old, faded dress she likes to wear, which she thinks lures the eyes of all younger men, that woman’s got a lot of spunk. What she doesn’t seem to notice is the men, who punishably, it seems, take in the foul smelling odor as they pass old Granny Beth by, who nothing but smiles and flutters her eyelashes at them. As their eyes start to water, regurgitation sets into their throats and starts to blossom. If you ever come to visit our quaint, little town and see a good many citizens wearing gas masks or even those surgical masks that doctors wear, you will, no doubt, gather why.

As far as the “ventilation bag” contest went, the majority was right. After all had thudded and passed out onto the ground, Hank was the last one standing.

This year, the fair was a little more interesting, and very peculiar to say the least. Most of us lived in the area of the fairgrounds, so when it was all over, some of us walked home when the sun was about to set.

I passed along a fella wearing a pig suit. You see, us folks put on this little performance contest, imitating our favorite animals on the farm. It was Luke, and he sure did look uncomfortable walking in that pink, swine suit of his. Then I came upon Jasper, he was in a horse outfit, which, I must say, looked pretty damn authentic, if a horse outfit ever did. He was dripping beads of sweat, and I’ll tell ya, it was a helluva sweltering day.

They both looked silly, but I just laughed inside and kept my thoughts to myself. After all, Luke was 20, and his cousin Jasper was only 19. Being 43, I thought to myself, one day these kids will grow up, mature and all, move away from home, start their own family, and look back on things they did in life and have a good, hearty laugh about it all. Shaking my head and smiling at the innocence of these two youngins,’ I walked ahead when Luke suddenly called out to me from behind:

“Hey Jake, whatcha got in there; whatever it is, it’s leaking all over the goddamn road.” I stopped there, dead in my tracks, looked down, and started to pinch my nipples. That didn’t work, so I twisted them as hard as I could bare, but still they continued to leak like a damn faucet.

“Is that milk?” Jasper asked.

“Sure is,” I replied back, “and my mom was pretty cool about it, too. She wanted my costume to be the most genuine of all the rest, so she thought adding milk in hot water bottles and attaching them to the nipples would make this cow outfit more believable, then maybe I’d be guaranteed to win the grand prize. She also said, I might get thirsty on the way back home, so she made sure to fill ’em up full. Hey, you guys thirsty?”

I handed Luke and Jasper each a red, rubber pouch filled with the best milk of this old, sweet earth.

“That sure hit the spot,” Jasper called out.

“No kidding,” Luke said. “Your mom sure looks after you, Jake.”

“Yeah, It took her a few hours to fill ‘em up, though.

“Why so long?” Luke asked.

“I’m not sure…she was all red and sore from the squeezing and all; but after she was done, she nothing but smiled, attached the red bottles to my nipples, kissed me on the forehead, and wished me good luck.”

All of a sudden, my throat was parched and I began to feel thirsty in the simmering heat, realizing I had just given away all my milk to Porky and Pokey. I started to pick up the pace.

“Where’s the fire?” Luke yelled from behind.

“Oh,” I said, “no fire, I’m just thirsty, that’s all, and mama should be full and less sore by now. I gotta get home before Kate drinks it all up.”

Luke and Jasper looked at each other, ran to the side of the road and dropped to their knees with their heads stuck in the bushes. Something sure got their attention. Must have been a rabbit. I seen lots of ‘em running round just the other day.

Yep, Kate being the older sister, she always liked to control everything, even mama’s milk.

I ran as fast as I could, as the sun would set, shining it’s last bright, glimmering beam, on my first place, golden medallion, which dangled and swayed around my neck, till I reached my family’s front porch, and was finally home.

Trent L. Collins…08-28-10

Friday At The Red Planet 08-07-09

2009-08-04T12:10:00.000-07:00

"Summer Memories"

Summer, being the warmest season of the year, usually occurs between spring and autumn, consisting of the months of June, July, and August, in the Northern Hemisphere; however, the official astronomical dates are June 21 - September 22, the extension beginning from the summer solstice to the autumn equinox. In the Southern Hemisphere, summer includes the whole months of December, January, and February.

Summer is a time when the weather is warm, the sun is bright, and families get together on outings such as: going to the beach, family picnics, lake fishing, boating, surfing the waves, camping at national parks, taking vacations, visiting the zoo, roller coasting at amusement parks, visiting friends and relatives, or just plain sitting at home, on the porch in your rocking chair, drinking a cool glass of lemonade.

Summer brings a lot of joy for most. Do you have any fond memories or funny experiences you'd like to share of a perfect day, or week of summer? Was there a terrible incident you cannot forget, and would like to express, which happened in the wake of summer? Or would you like to tell us in your own words, just what summer means to you? What you enjoy seeing all around you: it's natural beauty, how people, you observe, find their fun and entertainment, during this popular season. What does summer make you feel?

Let's share our thoughts and well delighted, or even saddened memories of our experiences, and what summer means to us. Let's write in poem or prose, and we can even discuss together, our most impactful memories and thoughts of the warmness of summer, under that bright, luminescent, orange and yellow sphere, emitting rays of light, which without, we could never survive.

Friday At The Red Planet 07-10-09

2009-07-05T23:54:00.000-07:00

"ABC's"

Here's something we may all find a little bit challenging, but lots of fun. Choosing one "letter" from the alphabet, every word in the poem you write, must start with that same "letter," and you may write as many as you want, as long as every word starts with the same "letter." This will take a lot of creativeness, but we know you have it in you.

Friday At The Red Planet 06-05-09

2009-06-02T16:33:00.000-07:00

"The Pursuit Of Happiness"

What is happiness? Well, the Merriam-Webster dictionary defines it this way:

1. good fortune : prosperity
2. a: a state of well-being and contentment : joy
b: a pleasurable or satisfying experience
3. felicity, aptness

Happiness can be caused by quite a variety of things in life. You may derive it from love, going to a sporting event to watch your favorite team, or a family outing filled with cheers and faces full of joy. It may be caused by music of your listening pleasure, or that painting or sculpture that you just created. Writing can also be a satisfying form of enjoyment.

Let's focus on what it is that brings us the most joy and happiness in life, by sharing with our friends, in words, our most memorable experiences or things we're most fond of. Remember, comedy also brings happiness. So if you have a funny poem to share or write, we'd love to see that, too. Here are a few examples you may agree with:

Happiness is:

1. Falling in love.
2. Laughing so hard your face hurts.
3. A hot shower.
4. No lines at the supermarket.
5. A special glance.
6. Getting mail.
7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.
8. Hearing your favourite song on the radio.
9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.
10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.
11. Chocolate milkshake ... (or vanilla ... or strawberry!)
12. A bubble bath.
13. Giggling.
14. A good conversation.
15. The beach
16. Finding a 20-pound note in your coat from last winter.
17. Laughing at yourself.
18. Eye contact with a hot member of the opposite sex.
19. Midnight phone calls that last for hours.
20. Running through sprinklers.
21. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.
22. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful/good looking.
23. Laughing at an inside joke.
24. Friends.
25. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.
26. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.
27. Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).
28. Making new friends or spending time with old ones.
29. Playing with a new puppy.
30. Having someone play with your hair.
31. Sweet dreams.
32. Hot chocolate.
33. Road trips with friends.
34. Swinging on swings.
35. Making eye contact with a cute stranger.
36. Making chocolate chip cookies (and eating them...!).
37. Having your friends send you homemade cookies.
38. Holding hands with someone you care about.
39. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.
40. Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much-desired present from you.
41. Watching the sunrise.
42. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.
43. Knowing that somebody misses you.
44. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.
45. Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.

This list, along with the best "Happiness" quotes, can be found here:

http://www.boardofwisdom.com/Default.asp?topic=1005&listname=Happiness

Friday At The Red Planet 05-29-09

2009-05-26T15:52:00.000-07:00

"In Remembrance Of Soldiers"

Memorial Day is a United States federal holiday observed on the last Monday of May (May 25 in 2009). Formerly known as Decoration Day, it commemorates U.S. men and women who died while in the military service. First enacted to honor Union soldiers of the American Civil War (it is celebrated near the day of reunification after the Civil War), it was expanded after World War I to include American casualties of any war or military action.

Memorial Day endures as a holiday which most businesses observe because it marks the beginning of the "summer vacation season." This role is filled in neighboring Canada by Victoria Day, which occurs either on May 24 or the last Monday before that date, placing it exactly one week before Memorial Day.

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Let's acknowledge and remember our soldiers who have fought in previous battles, and those who presently serve our country today...soldiers from all nations around the world, especially those who sacrificed their lives for our freedom and human rights, by coming up with a poem or prose that has to do with battles, wars, or soldiers, famous ones, fact or fiction. It can be something you wrote, a collaborated effort, or one of your favorites by another author.

I know you all have talent and creative abilities, which I'm very proud of. So let's get those creative juices flowing and have a fun and entertaining night of celebration for the dedicated ones who serve their country with heart and passion.

The Red Planet

2009-05-12T14:46:00.000-07:00

Thinking
Healing
Essence

Reverberates
Eternally
Deliciously

Pleasing
Ladies
And
Non Ladies
Even men
Tonight

Sasha...05-12-09

Tuesday's Theme At The Red Planet 03-10-09

2009-03-08T10:08:00.000-07:00

"Duet Poetry Night"

Come on people, it's a fabulous night for duets, so grab a partner and put those creative minds together. I know you have it in you and this will be a lot of fun. Can't wait to see what you all come up with.

Write about anything you like, on any topic, and it can be as long as you like, no limit. See you there with bells ringing...lol.

*Please note: It is not mandatory to write with a partner. You are more than welcome to write and share on your own.

I must say, I am really looking forward to writing with demo, she started as not being a writer but a lover of poetry, and now she has the makings of a true poetress and even edits my work time to time.

This is why I have faith in you; don't be shy...give it a try. I know you'll like it and find it so relaxful, and relieving of any stress or burdens you may have. It's really exhilirating, writing alone or with someone you care about or who understands you. I'm sure many of us will write some of our own personal work, as well.

**Regarding Time Change: New scheduled time for poetry readings on Monday & Tuesday night (8pm-10pm est)...Tuesdays will be theme nights. Any suggestions for upcoming themes the next following weeks, please let me or demo know.

We are more than happy to take into consideration your ideas on making this a more funfulled and enjoyable night, for we're always looking for new ideas.

Thank you so much for your support and all the wonderful reads you have shared, and to those who have come to visit and read others work.

Please know that not only poetry is welcome, but prose, songs, quotes, or even someone else's work is more than welcome, as long as that person is given credit. Take care, everyone and we'll see you soon :)

Valentine

2009-03-05T09:44:00.000-08:00

roses are red
violets are blue
to put into words
all that we've been thru...

as days turned to weeks
and months into years
we've managed to hold on
thru laughter and tears

loving moments
so precious and few
give way to fear and worry
what are we to do?

this life that we're living
has seen so much heartache
how do we keep love
alive without heartbreak?

one thing's for certain...
you have my heart
two peas in a pod
never to part

~Demo~
~February 14, 2009~

Summer Twilight

2009-03-05T09:40:00.000-08:00

Wisps of pink and blue
streak the sky at sunset
as descending rays
shower land in golden light

The sun sinks below the horizon
with the promise of a beautiful tomorrow
while sweet Summer sighs
whisper softly

He looks into pools of dazzling aura
sparkling, bright,
mystic, deep-brown eyes
as day makes way for night

Her hand feels the warmth of his face
And slowly moves to his chest, and rests
Her hair flows freely, dancing in waves
And scents the air like daisies in May

Birds return home to their nests
While singing sweet lullabies
As flowers snuggly encase and embrace
Their delicate petals, gently interlaced

The night comes alive
as the moon starts to rise
All thoughts of tomorrow
set aside

Poet & Demo...06-21-08

No Words

2009-03-05T09:37:00.000-08:00

When time stands still,
and the horizon is caught
hanging over the hills;
the sky, a softly painted whisper
sketched in that of orange and blue,
makes a memory of nothing but you.
Of how it was and how its been,
of how you've become much more than a friend.
If only I knew you before we met,
those years spent without you, I'd rather forget.
In saying what you mean to me,
words, they fail to come,
for there still are no words
to describe,
you're the one.

T. Collins...02-15-09

If Days Of Old

2009-03-05T09:30:00.000-08:00

If days of old
came 'round again,
its passionate worth
in the hearts of men,
to shower beauty,
with not material things,
but the warmth of a soul,
till you feel her eyes cling
and catch your breath,
for these times aren't mistaken,
when you see her blood flow,
to a blush she has taken.
A smooth liquid rush,
lips, they melt and entwine,
and quenches a thirst,
in the essence of wine.
To have and to hold,
as on holidays, you remember,
matrimonial gold,
never a day, do surrender.
Holding on to what made you,
no troubles to ripen,
embraced in one's arms,
a love, you will find in.

T. Collins...02-14-09

Restless Hallow's Eve

2008-10-20T20:20:00.000-07:00

On this All Hallow's Eve the spirits of the dead walk among the living
remembering the hot blood that flowed through their veins
looking for a lover that they may have left behind
to sate the lust kept from them for so long

A sailor from long ago remembers a pretty lil girl who caught his eye
searching for an eternity his ragged breath turns to a sigh
he remembers her smile...the color of her eyes....and the way she wiggled when she walked
That last dance before he shipped out that fantasy for which he always talked

Tonite he plans to find that one that stole his heart
like every Hallows Eve since that fateful night
he'll walk the streets of that New York town until the light of day
when the sun returns and he fades back away.
Hopefully a taste of her upon his lips to last until next year

Dedicated to the hearts that broke when Miss V found her Prince.

Darkyn & Tolwyn

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 10-12-08

2008-10-09T08:03:00.000-07:00

"Two For One Music Deal"

Does music inspire you to write? If so, or if you think it might...What a deal I have for you!

Click the link below and let's find out which two of the 110 songs listed can get your creative juices flowing...or choose one from a list and one of your own, or two songs of your own choice. Whatever works best for you :)

Close your eyes, relax in your best comfortable position and enjoy, while you place yourself within the music...feeling it absorb through your bones as you become a part of it.

Write two separate pieces from two different selections on the list, with each song's title as your title. Any writing style is acceptable, including: poetry, prose, or fiction.

Written Inspiration Through Music:
http://view.playlist.com/12800421643 (10 songs)

For more of a variety:
http://view.playlist.com/10214673931 (100 songs)

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 10-05-08

2008-10-05T10:12:00.000-07:00

"No Theme Scheduled"

One of a Kind

2008-09-29T20:15:00.000-07:00

grace and love she shows
like a light in the dark
to all she really knows

she's blessed us
with her wit and sorrow
she has shared her life
for us to marvel

in the field of drab weeds
that populates my mind
like a lone wild Violet
she's one of a kind.

Tolwyn

Reincarnation

2008-09-29T19:46:00.000-07:00

man or child
beast tamed or wild
all meet their destiny

when the angel of death
calls out their name
their time has come
to meet their end

there's no excuse
no escape

but what if
through the darkness
came a light
to offer life again

the keeper of souls offers
life a new
with just one twist
the beast becomes man
and man the creature
he became.

Darkyn

Another Chance

2008-09-29T19:10:00.000-07:00

If tomorrow never gets here
will you be content
with what you've done

or

will you look back in time
and think
I wish I had
done that differently

and

would
if given
another chance

would you spend
less time crying
about how hard
life had been

or

spent more time
living
to the fullest extent

if the angel of death offered
to let you
start anew

would you
do it differently

or

would you
still be you

Darkyn

Chrome and Glass

2008-09-29T18:49:00.000-07:00

Just like him
she thought
to meet at Chrome and Glass
Chrome and Glass and Cheap
Champagne
supposing, again, and always
Wrong
that this
is what will
please
her

How is it possible
she thought
to live with someone Twenty Years
and still, again, and always
Know
nothing

He will arrive
exactly
on time
Teutonically
correct

Minutes measured like
cubits
carved into coffins, his
eyes
the only difference in
all
the world

He will smile
as will She
but neither will
recall
when a smile was
all
the world in
all
the world of
Chrome and Glass
that would
ever
really
shine

© s rogers 2008

Alone

2008-09-29T17:22:00.000-07:00

White wine chilled, two glasses,

Mood romantic, red rose soft light,

Another anniversary alone, blowing ashes,

Swirl upon wind, memories take flight,

Soft sounds of sorrow, tears slowly drip,

Pour the wine your favorite, take a sip.

Today just another day without you near,

Heart aches, pain unbearable can you hear,

Whispered prayers alone in darkness,

For death, please be swift, bare witness,

Life not worth living, with you gone beyond,

My touch, my kiss, my comfort, I only bleed.

Listen to my heart’s song, take me I plead.

No greater fear then another year alone

Lioness

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 09-28-08

2008-09-22T23:23:00.000-07:00

"Live The Moment"

Below are links to four pictures. Place yourself in one or more of these pictures. In it, is your world, your existence...the present time you live in...

What's before you? How does it make you feel? Let's hear your story in words, detailing the scene...how it led up to the image...what the image represents...and what the final outcome, not shown in the picture, is to be.

Relax! It's not as hard as it sounds. Remember...this is your world. Create and explore it with your thoughts, and transform those thoughts into beautiful, expressive words of the imagination.

Oh, and you can use the same title listed for each picture, or you can come up with your very own.

Have fun, everyone!

Nowww...choooooooose yoooooour weap...umm...oops...link(s). Sorry, got a little carried away there...hehe!:

Flight:
http://www.boltcity.com/blog/flight4cover_redux_spread.jpg

Alone:
http://oz.irtc.org/ftp/pub/stills/1997-02-28/alone.jpg

Angel:
http://hbo.mediacapitol.com/AngelsInAmerica/Angels%20in%20America3.jpg

Reincarnation:
http://www.bltc.com/apes-angels.jpg

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 09-21-08

2008-09-21T16:17:00.000-07:00

"No Theme Scheduled..."

Tonight is "free for all" night ~ All poetry and prose on any topic is welcome.

Next Sunday's theme will be posted no later than Monday, 09-22-08.

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 09-14-08

2008-09-13T17:47:00.000-07:00

"No Theme Scheduled"

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 09-07-08

2008-09-04T05:50:00.000-07:00

"Lonely Tree"

I waited for you to rescue me...but you never came.

How would you describe this picture? What words speak and cling to your heart? Absorb the panoramic scene and write a poem illustrating your thoughts and emotions on what you see here:

http://ftp.gnome.org/pub/GNOME/teams/art.gnome.org/backgrounds/OTHER-LonelyTree_1024x768.jpg

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 08-31-08

2008-08-27T19:58:00.000-07:00

"Believe"

What or who do you most believe in? Is it God, an idol...something you worship? Perhaps a friend, a family member, or quite possibly, yourself? Could it be fate, your dreams, or maybe your destiny? In poetry or prose, tell us who or what you believe in the most, and why.

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 08-24-08

2008-08-24T12:45:00.000-07:00

"No Theme Scheduled"

No need to boggle the mind...

Poetry and prose of any kind, old or new, yours or someone else's (as long as proper credit is given), are most welcome for tonight's engagement. See you there :)

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 08-17-08

2008-08-14T19:08:00.000-07:00

"Life Changing"

Describe in a poem or prose, how someone or something had a huge impact or influence in your life:

Whether it was a friend, family member, or a loved one who was quite an inspiration to you.

It could be something that came from a total stranger...words of wisdom, something said or done at the right place and time; something that had a lasting effect.

A book that stands out in your mind to this very day, or a movie that was so emotional or dramatic, you can't ever forget it.

Or a song or poem that fills your mind with nothing but sweet memories and cherishable thoughts.

Happy writing, folks! I'm sure you'll get those wheels turning soon; speaking of which, I can hear mine spinning right now, or is that the echo vibrating inside this here hollow shell? Hmmm!

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 08-10-08

2008-08-09T20:00:00.000-07:00

"Hero/Heroine/Superhero/Villain"

Name your character, your powers, and tell us how you'd use them to help save the world and keep peace for mankind, or how you'd use them for your selfish gain, causing anarchy, death, and chaos among the world.

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 08-03-08

2008-08-02T13:04:00.000-07:00

"Favorite/Least Favorite Vacation"

Have you ever went on a trip to "Jellystone National Park," where all your pickanic baskets started disappearing? We'd like to hear about it.

Have you ever visited the infamous "Crystal Lake," and Jason not only wanted to make stumps out of trees with that chainsaw of his, but stumps out you, as well? We'd like to hear about it.

We'd like you to share your fondest or not-so-fondest memories of when you went camping, fishing, sailing, on a cruise, on a picnic, how you spent a day at the beach, a family reunion, or your experience when you traveled to another city, state, or country, etc.

Mojo Donations

2008-08-02T04:51:00.000-07:00

"Your Mojo Is Appreciated"

Those of you who would like to donate any mojo to The Red Planet, to help maintain the server, your generosity would be greatly appreciated. Thank you for your kind support, and remember, there is never any obligation.

*Reminder:

"Fridays are now a great day to earn mojo, because all mojo gained from entering codes, completing quests, or participating in flashmobs is doubled every Friday - all day."

"Between 12am Central and 11:59pm central, mojo is automatically doubled whenever you would earn it using one of those methods."

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Poetry Reader

2008-08-02T04:45:00.000-07:00

Poetry Reader: http://www.splashhall.org/

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 07-27-08

2008-07-23T13:31:00.000-07:00

"The Perfect Storm"

Describe what you would call your "perfect storm." How the heavy or light rainfall and the sounds of "pitter patter" quench your thoughts, puts you in a state of tranquility, a relaxation mode of meditation, which may help you find that peace and calm you've been lacking for so many days.

Or do the fierce and evil winds and frightening booms of thunder, accompanied by electric charges of flashed lightning lurch out at you like demons from the bowels of hell; intensifying your anger, building up jagged emotions, feeding that venomous rage?

The sounds of silence after it's all said and done. The aftermath of a quiet or fearful storm. Where do you stand with man and nature, where do you stand with yourself?

*Note: Feel free to throw in a couple of tornadoes or a devastating hurricane, or even an earthquake or tsunami if this is what completes your "perfect storm."

Following Sunday's Themes:

08-03-08

"Favorite/Least Favorite Vacation"

We'd like you to share your fondest or not-so-fondest memories of when you went camping, fishing, sailing, on a cruise, on a picnic, how you spent a day at the beach, a family reunion, or your experience when you traveled to another city, state, or country.

08-10-08

"Superhero/Villain"

Name your character, your powers, and tell us how you'd use them to help save the world and keep peace for mankind, or how you'd use them for your selfish gain, causing anarchy, death, and chaos among the world.

Welcome To The Red Planet

2008-07-21T17:35:00.000-07:00

Welcome and thank you for choosing to visit us here at The Red Planet. While visiting here, we ask that you respect and treat others as you would want to be treated in return.

Thank you for supporting the server and we hope you enjoy your stay. Also, please feel free to visit some of the other rooms.

If you have any questions, need any assistance, or if you would like to inquire about having your own room, please contact: "MrsPoetcollins" or "Poetcollins," and one of us should be able to help you. Once again, thank you!

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 07-20-08

2008-07-19T10:31:00.000-07:00

"Your Greatest Fear"

What is it you fear the most? What makes your knees rattle or possibly wet yourself...what makes you jump out of your skin or gives you chills when certain thoughts arise, or you walk into a specific room or area that just doesn't feel right?

Are you afriad of flying, other people's driving, ghosts, cemeteries, animals, earthquakes, tornadoes, guns, dark places, weird people, strangers, your mother in law...

Large bodies of water, the salesman that smiles a lot, bad poetry, people with no sense of humor, whatsoever...

The attic, basement, death, the grim reaper, bad comedy shows, nightmares, Uncle Bob "Hacksaw" Weaver, who you swear, just might be a serial killer.

Let's hear it, good people; I know you have it in you. We'd like to know about one or more of your greatest fears.

The Darkness & The Light

2008-07-13T15:26:00.000-07:00

I embrace my darkness
And in your light I shine
My light is simply a reflection
Of the beauty you gave back to my life

From anger and distrust
You have built a bridge for me
To walk in trust and caring
And in your world I see

You've taught me that my darkness
Doesn't have to be feared
And I've seen the light in you
You thought you'd hidden from view

You say I shed a light on you
For that I do rejoice
For even in the darkness
There is always hope

Darkyn & Tolwyn

Only In My Dreams

2008-07-10T06:06:00.000-07:00

"Do you ever think of me?" he asked"
Only when I dream" she answered

Dreams are all that remain
Nothing left to build on
The smiles just memories
As well as all the tears

"Did you ever love me? she asked
"Only after you left" he replied

The reality of loss
Brings emotions under scrutiny
Opening eyes to what is gone
And the heart filled with longing

"Did you mean to break my heart?" he asked
"Yes, just the way that you did mine" she whispered

Pain often cries for vengeance
Savoring its sweetness
Finding small victory
In the aftermath of loss

"Did you ever think we'd meet again?" he asked
"Only in my dreams" she answered

Darkyn...07-09-08

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 07-06-08

2008-07-05T03:42:00.000-07:00

"The Truth Shall Set You Free"

Or did it...will it? Guess that's up to the writer. Something old or new, telling a true, inspiring event in your life. Something of happiness you just couldn't or cannot hold in any longer; a feeling so wonderful, it means the world to you to express and share it with others...possibly a turning point, years in the making, or a simple day that turned out to be a memory...one to last a lifetime.

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 06-29-08

2008-06-25T13:07:00.000-07:00

"Independence Day"

The United States Declaration of Independence is an act of the Second
Continental Congress, adopted on July 4, 1776, which declared that the Thirteen
Colonies in North America were "Free and Independent States" and that "all
political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought
to be totally dissolved."

In the United States, Independence Day (commonly known as the Fourth of July) is
a federal holiday commemorating the adoption of the Declaration of Independence
on July 4, 1776, declaring independence from the Kingdom of Great Britain.

Independence Day is commonly associated with fireworks, parades, barbecues,
carnivals, picnics, baseball games, and various other public and private events
celebrating the history, government, and traditions of the United States, but is
often also viewed as simply a summer festival, apart from its patriotic
overtones.

Let's strike up the grill and spark up the night, shooting bright fireworks with
streaks along the sky...it's the 4th of July! Or soon will be, and for this
special occasion, folks, we'd like to know what this grand holiday of patriotism
means to you.

In poetic fashion, or even prose, words to the hearts of children, young, and
those of old, what are your thoughts on the history of Independence Day...how do
you and your loved ones annually celebrate this festive, national holiday? Fact
or fiction, false or real...writing's a passion, an art, and a thrill. See you
on Sunday, and Happy Fourth of July!

When October Ended

2008-06-23T16:58:00.000-07:00

When October ended
the warm winds
really felt like Summer
I watched for the sun
to get high in the sky
so that it would
rise & set
on the other side.
All winter
it snuck past
the horizon
just peeking long enough
to thaw the grass
from under
the Golden Apple tree.
This Spring
I was ready
with portable gardens.
Its not summer yet
but I knew
it was all over
when October ended.
I still don’t know
what to say, to you.
Security alerts keep flashing
in some kind
of language
but I feel safest like this.
Playing the heat
to holding the flame. I watched
for the sun
to get high
in the sky as October
ended.

Hwy

Summer Twilight

2008-06-23T14:42:00.000-07:00

Wisps of pink and blue clouds
Streak the sky at sunset
As descending of the rays
Shower land in golden light
The sun sinks below the horizon
With the promise of a beautiful tomorrow
While sweet Summer sighs, whisper soft
As he looks into pools of dazzling aura
Sparkling bright, mystic, deep brown eyes
As day makes way for night
Her hand feels the warmth of his face
And slowly moves to his chest and rests
Her hair flows freely, dancing in waves
And scents the air like daisies in May
Birds return home to their nests
While singing sweet lullabies
As flowers snuggly encase and embrace
Their delicate petals, gently interlaced
The night comes alive
As the moon starts to rise
All thoughts of tomorrow set aside

Poet & Demo...06-21-08

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 06-22-08

2008-06-21T13:41:00.000-07:00

"Summer"

Describe what Summer is like, or means to you. What you like to do during this time of year...the things you see, as far as nature or people, during this warm season...or what it reminds you of, each time around.

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 06-15-08

2008-06-12T15:02:00.000-07:00

"Hobbies"

One or more of the most favorite things you like to do, whether often or seldom...let's hear about it in poem or prose.

Examples: Movies, music, going to the beach, park, or the mountains, hiking or camping, horseback riding, pets, garden and landscaping...

Coin or stamp collecting, comic books and sports cards, memorabilia, dancing, jogging, running, model airplanes, video and board games...

Cooking, knitting, crocheting, sewing, fishing, sailing, shopping, bowling, ice skating, rollerblading, bycicling, skate boarding, family recreation, hanging out with friends, etc.

Anything you've done and liked, whether once, a few times, or more...it's all acceptable.

Sunday's Theme At The Red Planet 06-08-08

2008-06-03T13:09:00.000-07:00

"Sing, Sing A Song"

Sing, sing a song
Make it simple
To last your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not good enough
For anyone else to hear
Just sing, sing a song.

That's right...sing your hearts out, people. If you can write poems, I have faith you're just as good a songwriter. You have five categories to choose from: It can be romantic, gentle whispers to the one you love...it can be dark and gothic, literally pouring your bloody heart out...it can be a soft, sweet lullaby, as a baby's touch...it can be funny, knee-slapping-silly (I'm thinking "Weird Al" here)...or it can be a song that tells of a personal, family, or well-known, tragic event. One or more from any category, is acceptable. Let's get those vocal cords in tune, and strike up the band.

Book Club Schedule

2008-06-02T17:22:00.000-07:00

Discussion groups for "Anne Of Green Gables" will meet Saturdays at 5pm est. for one hour. (7th, 14th, 21st, 28th).

Discussion groups for "The Private Memoirs And Confessions Of A Justified Sinner " will meet Sundays at 5pm est. for one hour. (8th, 15th, 22nd, 29th).

I understand it may not be easy at times, but please try to have a quarter of the book you are reading done by the dates listed, otherwise you may be disappointed by spoilers mentioned at the discussion. Many versions of publisher's printings very in length of pages...

An example: If "Anne" has 320 pgs. and "Memoirs" has 200 pgs....

For those reading "Anne," you may want to have the first 80 pgs. read by the 7th, and 80 pgs. by each following date.

For those reading "Memoirs," you may want to have the first 50 pgs. read by the 8th, and 50 pgs. by each following date.

Immediately after each hour's session, The Red Planet's regularly scheduled two-hour "poetry reading and gathering" will commence...all are most welcomed to stay. Thank you.

Book Of The Month...June 2008

2008-06-01T13:51:00.000-07:00

Two Books Of The Month (choose either)...June 2008:

Anne of Green Gables (320 pgs. paperback) by Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874 - 1942)

Anne of Green Gables is a children's book written by Canadian author Lucy Maud Montgomery; it was first published in 1908. Montgomery found her inspiration for the book in a newspaper article describing a couple that was mistakenly sent an orphan girl instead of a boy, yet decided to keep her.

Amazon and downloadable links:

Amazon:http://www.amazon.com/Anne-Green-Gables%20-Signet-Classics/dp/0451528824/ref=sr_1%20_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1212449953&sr=1-1

Free-Ebooks:http://www.free-ebooks.net/goto.php?id=

The Private Memoirs And Confessions Of A Justified Sinner (200 pgs. paperback) by James Hogg (1770 - 1835)

On the surface, this novel is a simple tale of a young man who encounters a shape-shifting devil, an early manifestation of a doppelganger, and the various misadventures that follow. The devilish figure, known only to the reader and Robert Wringhim himself as "Gil-Martin," appears to Robert after being told that he is one of the Elect, a group of people predestined for salvation. Based on this assumption, Wringhim is coerced by Gil-Martin into murders and other crimes.

Amazon and downloadable links:

Amazon:http://www.amazon.com/Private-Memoirs-C%20onfessions-Justified-Sinner/dp/14346036%2079/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=12

Project Gutenberg:http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/2276

Free-Ebooks: http://www.free-ebooks.net/goto.php?id=1165236406

Page By Page Books:http://www.pagebypagebooks.com/James_Ho%20gg/The_Private_Memoirs_and_Confessions_%20of_A_Justified_Sinner/

Wikisource:http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Confessio%20ns_of_A_Justified_Sinner/The_Private_Me%20moirs_and_Confessions_of_a_Sinner

HAPPY READING EVERYONE!!

This Sunday At The Red Planet 06-01-08

2008-05-29T18:48:00.000-07:00

"The Sea"...poetry or prose describing adventures and the likes of the sea, ocean, harbor, island, surf, sand, waves, tides, seagulls, seashells, sea creatures, jaws (Can you hear the theme song?...Hehe!), boats, ships, sunsets, in a setting as romantic, sentimental, reminiscing, or joyful play...with the one you love, family, friends, aliens, or ghosts that visit you quite often.