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APRIL WRITE 2013 – Day 21 – FREE VERSE 3

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Welcome to Day 21 of the April Write 2013: A new era begins

Today is our third free verse Sunday. There is not a topic for today so you can write about any subject which comes to your mind. All we ask is that no erotica is posted today and it is saved for its space and time on Freaky Friday. ~ Marina

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APRIL WRITE 2013 – Day 20 – WE ALL START THE SAME

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Welcome to Day 20 of the April Write 2013: a new era begins

I can’t believe it! 19 days have passed our way already. I have been inspired, touched and humbled once again by the power of the writes that are posted and the truth behind the love which graces this page. We are all poets, writers, readers and painters coming from the same stance to create something wonderful in the name of creativity and poetry.

So, for today, in recognition of our love for self, others and the acts of creativity, we are all going to start the same.

The first line of your piece today will be: ‘It started with a word…’

The challenge today is: 

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How you end and the direction you take is up to you, but your first line must be:

“It started with a word…”

~ Marina

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APRIL WRITE 2013 – Day 18 – SUMMER HOLIDAYS

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Welcome to Day 18 of the April Write 2013: a new era begins

My name is Angela Edgar and I am the creator of the April Write. Although I have taken a necessary, but reluctant back seat to hosting this year’s write, I have been reading all the posts. Whilst I offer my support and encouragement to you all, I adore exploring the fusion of spirit, trust and creativity that graces the pages of this wonderful group everyday with all that is shared.

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The ‘challenge’ of the April Write is not being afraid to tackle topics others are sometimes hesitant to cover, and to have a place where you can write freely and unhindered, and without fear of judgement. To spend time with like-minded creative souls, have fun and spread your writing wings. Over the years, we’ve covered a diverse range of what I would describe as reactive topics: not limited to racism, injustice, slavery, skin colour and abuse to name but a few and all chosen to elicit deep and meaningful conversation or emotions through poetry. Today, I hope will be no different, and that it will be a thought provoking one. This topic is something people may not know much about or have ever even considered its effects, but after today, you will know more than you did yesterday.

As has been the tradition, I’ve always drawn my inspiration and ideas for the daily prompts from the things that I see happen around me and in the world. Today’s topic was sparked by an article I read in the newspaper over the weekend and then by watching an episode of BBC TV medical drama ‘Casualty’.  As I read the interview with a 14 year old girl, she spoke of her experiences and what her mother did to her. As I watched the drama unfold on screen, a huge range of emotions overwhelmed me, having read the reality of it in the article. I was so angry that this takes place with the drama portraying the sense that it is often brushed under the carpet and not more formally addressed in public institutions like hospitals, schools etc for fear of being politically incorrect or stepping on cultural toes, with some people thinking it’s not their place to get involved. I applaud the BBC for tackling this in a drama in such a sensitive and understanding, yet very realistic manner.

I was going to ask you to write about this particular topic today, but instead I kept being drawn to the innocence of Cliff Richard’s song ‘Summer Holiday’ whenever I thought about it (listen to it here: http://youtu.be/rbNP5yqg7hc ). When I explain further, you might understand the context to where I am leading you with this and how it gives you more scope to write.

The article and TV episode titled ‘Unsilenced’ http://www.bbc.co.uk/i/b01rz3zc/  were focused on FGM – female genital mutilation – brutal female circumcision for non-medical reasons. The harsh reality of this cultural practice is rarely spoken of, is, it is no longer confined to just remote parts of Africa, but is happening to young girls in Britain today (and other countries in the world too). This painful, cruel act of mutilation is child abuse and a form of controlling women and their sexuality. It is forced upon on girls as young as 5 years old – sometimes with the permission, involvement and encouragement of their mothers and grandmothers for traditions sake. Some reasons cited for committing this heinous act include; preserving the chastity and virtue of a girl-child so she can be married off certified pure virgin, for hygiene purposes, to be accepted by their community, for a man’s pleasure and those reasons really serve no medical purpose. But, the effects of this procedure on these girls as they develop into young women, are almost always the same; constant pain, irregular or non-existent periods, urinary problems and recurrent infections, often leading to sterility, as well as sexual and psychological damage and more.

To give you an idea of how widespread this barbaric practice still is, the article I read quotes that  66,000 girls are already victims in Britain and 30,000 more are at risk, with hundreds of girls lined up for this as we head towards the summer holidays. Under the pretext of having a wonderful time away, the young girls are often taken abroad to have this done or ‘cutting parties’ are arranged on home soil with more than one child done at the same time. This practice has been illegal in the UK since 1985 and carries up to a 14 year sentence if you arrange or conduct FGM in the UK or abroad.

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But, back to Cliff Richard… Your topic for today is ‘Summer Holidays’ and the awful things that can happen under the guise of an innocent trip abroad, whether planned or not; like an unwanted arranged marriage, kidnap, honour killing, sex trafficking and forced prostitution, rape,  slave trade, etc. Nothing is as it seems.

I look forward to your writes and hope to present mine on this subject later on.
~ Angela

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APRIL WRITE 2013 – Day 16 – WHILST THE RICH GET RICHER, THE POOR DIE

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Welcome to Day 16 of the April Write 2013: a new era begins

Guest Host: Zita Holbourne  

Zita is a poet & spoken word artist, a visual artist, a community, trade union and human rights activist and a mother. Zita is an award winning poet and artist and has directed poetry performance for theatre, performed on radio and tv and facilitated poetry writing and performance workshops.

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Zita is elected to the National Executive Committee of the Public and Commercial Services Union, the Trades Union Congress Race Relations Committee and the National Executive Council of Action for Southern Africa (successor organisation to the Anti Apartheid Movement). She is the co-founder and national co-chair of Black Activists Rising Against Cuts (BARAC) uk, a campaign group set up to respond to the disproportionate impact of cuts on black workers, service users and communities and deprived communities.

Zita is a writer and guest contributor to a number of publications and regularly contributes as a writer to the Voice Newspaper, a national newspaper for the black community in the UK. In 2012 Zita beat thousands to win the Positive Role Model for Race Award at the National Diversity Awards.

Zita works for equality, freedom, justice and democracy through her work as a poet, artist, writer and activist.

The theme for today is ‘Whilst the rich grow richer, the poor die’

Zita wrote this poem and made the video to support the campaign for justice by South African gold miners who are seeking compensation for silicosis, a lung disease caused by working in the mines. When they are too ill too work their entire families suffer. She was struck by the increasing number of pawn shops and cash for gold initiatives growing in the UK – gold so sought after by many, rich and poor is now being exchanged for cash by the poorest in the UK who are being driven into deeper poverty every day through the Con-Dem coalition’s austerity measures whilst the country is run by a government Cabinet of millionaires. Whilst companies profit from melting down the gold through the misfortune and poverty suffered in the West no thought is spared for the miners and their families dying of poverty to mine the gold.

Please click on the link or the image below to watch and listen to the video entitled

‘Blood Stained Gold’  http://youtu.be/CJ3okfAz4mA

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You are free to interpret the theme any way you want to – it doesn’t have to be on the topic of South African miners or on deepening poverty in the UK but you may wish to explore the theme of rich and poor divide and the effects of poverty. ~ Marina

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APRIL WRITE 2013 – Day 15 – THE THREE R’s

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Welcome to Day 15 of the April Write 2013: A new era begins

And antipodean greetings once more!

We are almost half way through this year’s April Write and I hope that you, like me, have been enjoying the journey thus far.

The topic for today is “ungulates” … Just kidding!

No, the real topic for today is: “The Three R’s” or: “Reading, writing and arithmetic”.
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Please see below for a piece from me on this topic – please feel free to use it as possible inspiration, or use anything else that may pique your interest along these lines.

You may wish to explore education policy in your country; or perhaps the divide between educational attainment of different demographic groups within your neighbourhood, country or further afield. Perhaps exploring the linkage between education and other life outcomes, such as criminality, relative wealth/poverty etc is more your cup of tea. Or the counting of how many leaves of tea are required for a decent cuppa (that’s related to arithmetic, after all…!)…

Best of luck, and I look forward to reading your pieces.

Adam.

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APRIL WRITE 2013 – Day 14 – FREE VERSE 2

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Welcome to Day 14 of the April Write 2013: A new era begins

Today is our second free verse Sunday. There is not a topic for today so you can write about any subject which comes to you. All we ask is that no erotica is posted today and it is saved for its space and time on Freaky Friday. ~ Marina

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APRIL WRITE 2013 – Day 13 – THE STORY CONTINUES…

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Welcome to Day 13 of the 2013 April Write – a new era begins

Today’s Challenge is a bit different from the others. It may take us more than the day to complete and we will all have to wait for our turn.
Which means that some of us will have time to catch up on reading and exploring our own pen depth.

The guidelines for today prompt are simple:
1. Pick a turn in the queue
2. When your turn is up, you will continue the tale in whatever style of writing you choose
3. Leave the ending open, so the next person can start from where you left off

Today’s host is a ‘young man’ who I consider to be my Son, my Brother and Friend so it’s makes me very happy to both introduce him and share his words with you. ~ Marina

Our Guest for day 13 is : Stefan Jeffrey and this is what he has to say about himself;Father/writer/basketball coach & player – health enthusiast.I’ve been writing since secondary school where it all started, then hit a hiatus when I discovered girls. Feeling satisfied that I’d done enough in-depth research on the opposite sex, I picked up my pen in my mid/late 20’s and began writing blogs and short stories. I’m a bit of a ‘writing chameleon’ in that I can be inspired by anything and write in a range of genres. My favourite type of writing is fiction, often science fiction and erotica.I’m still adding work to my website: http://www.kreativefiction.com feel free to have a poke around over a warm cuppa…

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One Day It’ll Come Knocking… (inspired by the movie: The Silver Linings Playbook)

I saw something beautiful tonight, I saw two people fall in love and maybe they didn’t know it completely themselves but; the way Angie and Sam danced at the salsa class, the way he seemed to be almost protecting her whilst simultaneously allowing her to be free was exactly the right ingredients for something special.

They’d only been coming a few months and were rarely partnered up due to both them being quick learners and the teacher wanting each of them to dance more with the less skilled participants to help them along. I guess it was a long time coming and seeing it made me realise that love is often waiting literally around the corner, the timing and setting for when it pounces on you are unpredictable but one thing is for sure; we all deserve it.

Mr Ramirez, our fiery and energetic instructor made them go through some steps he’d been getting the rest of class to do and ushered Angie to the middle of the floor, calling for Sam with feigned reluctantly as though he hadn’t been wanting to get someone else to demo in his place. I can only assume that I was one of a few people that saw it happen as soon as the music started, but the couple appeared to forget about all of us.

They danced into another place totally removed from the meagre surroundings of Hartwell Street Community Centre, and I think for them, in those three minutes and forty five seconds that ticked away, they were synced. The ground could have begun shaking, a storm could have ripped off the roof or a small aircraft could have crashed in the street outside – it looked from where I was observing that all of that wouldn’t have broken the slice of tranquillity that they’d cut for themselves. I had no doubts they’d figure out they have chemistry and let nature take its course – if only it were that easy for me.

I stepped out into an uncharacteristic arctic April breeze that made me want to run back inside, but I had to get home to finish studying. I think life is often about choices and if I’d have decided to head back inside I wouldn’t have walked into opportunity causing it to fall over and say:

“Ouch!”

Instinctively and more because I was feeling both embarrassed and guilty, I put out a hand to help…

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Click on the image above to see what happened next…

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APRIL WRITE 2013 – Day 12 – BLESSINGS

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Welcome to Day 12 of the April Write 2013: a new era begins

It’s Vent Friday 

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The Topic for today is “Blessings”

Whilst reading the piece by today’s Guest Host, I was reminded that not all Vents need to be loud or in your face – some are about the quiet reality that we meet each day. So I give thanks to you for this write, on a number of different levels .  I am honoured to be in the position to share the work of today’s Guest Host: Justice Clarke aka Flowetic Justice  

~ Marina

Flowetic Justice has been working with his imagination since he was a teen. He began writing and illustrating his own original comic book stories at the age of thirteen. He dabbled in poetry a bit at fourteen but those few scripts evolved into rap. He began exploring the world of hip hop at fifteen. He has opened for legendary rap acts such as Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Dougie Fresh and Slick Rick, and L.L. Cool J.

He took a break from this while he majored in Psychology at New York University where he earned his degree . It was there that he learned that he had a knack for writing. He then spent several years working in the mental health field as a drug and alcohol counsellor and a clinical therapist. Due to a near fatal car accident, personal hardships, and emotional struggles he begin to write what he was feeling as a coping mechanism.

In 2010 Justice won the Blood Sweat and Tears poetry slam and began to concentrate on writing his first poetry book. Since then he has published six books all of which are available https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/Flowetic

So as his webpage says “Become lost in the endless rivers that flow from Justice Clarke also known as the Thoughts of a Single Man”

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“A Blessed Day” by Flowetic Justice

How often do we hear people tell us
to have a blessed day
what do those words mean to you
what is your definition of a blessing
and how often do we stop and think
just how blessed we really are
there are so many hypocrites out there
who do not see the blessings around them
so many who take for granted
all that they have in their lives
and have the nerve to complain about it
I have been around so many people
who have survived so much in their lives
and are grateful
just to be able to see the conclusion of another day
I have also heard people complain endlessly
about the mundane rituals of their existence
people who have been graced by their accomplishments
who have seen their dreams begin to come true
who have put their artistic gifts to good use
and still they complain
while at the same time speaking of the blessings
they wish daily on others
you see I come from a past of abuse
physically from my older sibling
and psychological from those I grew up with
always being told I was the ugly one
the weak one
the meek one
the undeserving one
like to a spouse whose sole objective
was to make me feel that was less than a man
and child who turned from me
after I committed over half my life on this earth to her
that is no said for pity or applause
fro I am far from perfect and have my many flaws
but I have also been in a burning automobile
that should have taken my life and I am still here
and I still know that there are so many
who are much much worse off than I am
yes I have severe pain when I walk
but there are those who cannot walk
yes at sometimes I cannot breath
but there are those who will never breathe again
yes there are problems with my spine
but there are those who shall never bend or ever stand
there are those who can count their blessings on one hand
that’s is why I am grateful each day I rise
blessed that I can open my eyes
I hear those complain about their children
when so many of us wish we had ours with us
people who complain about their jobs
when there are those who wish that had somewhere to work
what is a blessing to you
do you now realize some people cannot read these words
some believe love the saying have a blessed day
is wishing others well
and that they make through another day
not for their possessions or gifts
but that they just exist for some live in a personal hell
and some have stories
they are still too afraid to share and tell
I know I am blessed to able to write sees to write
and pray my word touch at least one other being
for I know there are those who cannot write this way
and find what I write freeing
and any time I complete a poem
a song
a thought
that has been bestowed upon me to share by His grace
I can honestly say
than to me that is and always will be
a blessed day
Thoughts of a Single Man © 2013 tm

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