Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, December 31, 2015

Blog Tour Fragments


Blurb:
LIFE; FEEL IT,
SEE IT, TASTE IT AND KNOW IT
LET THE MUSIC OF POETRY BEGIN
AND WALK WITH ME THROUGH THE PAGES OF FRAGMENTS

FRAGMENTS SPEAKS LIFE, THE SWEETER SOFTER, PEACEFUL SIDE THAT HAS SO MUCH PASSION AND LOVE FOR LIFE.

AND

FRAGMENTS SPEAKS OF THE ANGER, HATRED, JUDGEMENT, LACK OF LOVE, AND COMPASSION SEEKING LIFE WITHIN SOCIETY….

THIS IS THE PIECES OF FRAGMENTS OF SOCIAL ATTITUDE AT ITS BEST AND WORST




Excerpt 1:
 I choose America,
to live in this land
That was built on personal choice,
to live under a Constitution,
Of Liberty & Justice & Freedom
for ALL…

I have witness society corrupt…
Liberty & Justice & Freedom
Respect MY privacy,
as I choose not to walk
With what some call
SOCIETY!!

Some say that mine’s all wrong,
That I must live by their rules,
And not my own…
Liberty & Justice & Freedom

Social Graces,
is the simple fact,
That society can kiss my ass!!



Excerpt 2:
Shaking the feeling of the day’s end, only to find a weary line of poetry. Lines break off and trails end no-where to be found. Only me and the screen with no words to play, just struggle to express one’s words of thought. Jumping up, running from the screen, too scared to write what it all means. Lines break off and trails end no-where to be found. Writer’s block is the enemy when one wants to express, between hand and screen nothing more exists. The world continues to spin, my hands continue to type senseless words, that no-one will read. The weary line of poetry is my only friend, I can speak of secrets and taunting games of words, but the screen protects. While the line breaks off and the trails end no-where to be found….
only one, the screen




Bio:
Jeniann Bowers was born in Whitefish, Montana in 1972. She was raised in Eureka, Montana most of her younger years. She was the youngest of four children and is the only surviving girl. Jeniann attended Rexford Elementary School her kindergarten year and the following year she transferred to Eureka Elementary School where she graduated from the eighth grade in 1987. She attended Lincoln County High School until her junior year when she moved from Eureka to Medford, Oregon with her mother and stepfather. Her mother passed away in January 1991, and Jeniann soon got married and started a family. She was married for 21 years and had five children. She lost a daughter to SIDS in March 1994. Jeniann has recently become divorced and is raising her two boys with her daughter's help. Jeniann's youngest son suffers from Autism. J. also suffers from her own disabilities of Fibromyalgia, physical chronic pain, neuropathy, chronic depression and anxiety.
Jeniann attended college at Capella University throughout most of her writing career. She made both the President's and Dean's list for outstanding academic achievements.
Jeniann is published poetess. Her books have been in the top ten bestselling list on Amazon in the past and her current ratings stand at 4.5. She has published the following books: Expressions on Life Book One, Expressions and Letters, Phraseology and Letters, Collection of 25 Days of Christmas Poetry, Poems, Dreams & More, Poetry Is...???, Poetry: The Lighter Side of Silliness, The Sound of Nature: Collected Poems & Other Writings and soon to be released Fragments, and the re-release of Expressions, and Phraseology of Love, 25 Days of Christmas Poetry.
Jeniann is the owner of Poetry is...which is a blogging business of her own personal poetry, teachings of poetry, journals and other writings. Jeniann is a firm advocate for poetry publishing and writing poetry.




Author Interview: Fragments

What inspires you to write poetry?
Several things inspire me to write poetry. Nature plays a large role in most of my poetry. I was raised in the mountains in Montana and nature was all around me. Different poets inspire me as well, especially Robert Frost and Emily Dickinson’s poetry. Music inspires me when I am really sincerely in touch with my emotions. To me, inspiration is all around me, I just stay in tuned with my surroundings and how it makes me feel.

What is a measure of success as a poet?
The measure of success as a poet is just writing the poem. I don’t measure my success by my readers or by how many books I sell. I measure my success on each poem I write, how I put the poem together and how the poem makes me feel as a poet.

Who are some of your favorite poets?
Robert Frost is my all-time favorite, with poems such as, “Nothing Gold Can Stay,” “Birches,” “Mending Wall,” “Fire and Ice,” Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening.” Robert’s word play is what inspires me the most and his thought process of his poetry is unbelievably amazing.

Emily Dickinson is my hero, she just wrote poetry and never worried about society likes or dislikes of her work. Her poems depict this in each one, she wrote from the heart and soul of her emotions.

Maya Angelou, I look at her as a teacher in the modern world of poetry. I study her poetry a lot and learn a lot from her poems and how she displays her emotions through her poetry.  

What advice do you have for aspiring poets?
My advice to anyone who writes or wants to write is keep practicing. The more you write the better you will become and easier the writing process and word play becomes.  

Do the Internet and social media contribute to the well-being of poetry?
I have mixed feelings about social media and poetry. Yes, the Internet and social media opens up the door and has helped bring poetry to new audiences, however, I am choosy about what platforms I use to promote my own poetry.

What do most well-written poems have in common?
The specialty and structure.

What book are you reading right now? I am always reading more than just one book, there can never be just one. The Poet’s Corner by John Lithgow and Ponderings by Michele Ward




What does “being creative” mean to you?
Being creative to me means that I can express myself in a new way in which I have never done before. Being creative means to create a formation of words into a written piece of work that sheds the specialty of the written word.  

What kind of creative patterns, routines or rituals do you have?
I use many different creative patterns. In my Top Ten, I speak about word play and what I call the “Word Theater;” which is my writer’s notebook that I keep my creative patterns such as word banks of words that go together or rhyme together.

As for routines, I have to take a few moments and meditate, go for a walk or journal to get into the motion of creativity.

My biggest ritual of writing is having my time and my coffee to write.

Which creative medium would you love to pursue but haven’t yet?
I would love to learn more about songwriting. I have always had a love and interest for lyrics and for music.

What's the biggest mistake you've made as a writer?
Trust! When I first started out I trusted everyone! I was wrong there, I found myself swallowed up by a group of writers that only cared about themselves and their work   I thought if I helped them promote their work, they in return would help me. I have learned more about why I call myself a poet and why I write from this experience. I recluse myself more and only depend on a small handful of friends for support.

If you had to convince a friend or colleague to read this book, what might you tell them?
First, I would tell them that poetry can save your life and then I would ask them their thoughts about life. After the answer I would tell them exactly what the beginning of my book says “LIFE; FEEL IT, SEE IT, TASTE IT AND KNOW IT~ LET THE MUSIC OF POETRY BEGIN AND WALK WITH ME THROUGH THE PAGES OF FRAGMENTS.”

Where does this book fit into your career as a writer?
This book is far from being a milestone in my career as a poet. This book stands out from my usual routine of writing about broken hearts, love and grief. I am very excited and happy with this book.

What influenced this book?
Life influenced this book. Being in touch with my surroundings.


Tell me about your book.
Fragments has three sections to it, Fragments of Peace, Fragments of Social Attitude, and Fragments of Love. Fragments of Peace speaks the softer sweeter side, peaceful side of life and my social attitude towards it. Fragments of Social Attitude speaks of anger, hatred, judgment, lack of love and the compassion seeking life within society. Fragments of Love speaks about the truth I see in love and my feelings about love at this moment in my life as a whole.






Monday, December 21, 2015

25 days of Christmas







Blurb: New Edition of “Collection of 25 Days of Christmas Poetry” A family book of poems with a special touch of Christmas joy, cheer and Christ.




















Review
This is a must read for the Holiday season! I enjoy all the different kinds of Christmas point of views. There's poems about family, snow, music, gifts, God, fun, food, toys, Christmas Tress, Winter, and just all around the Holiday times itself. I enjoy the lightness of this book. This book would make great gift to all reads. A great way to kick of the Christmas time of year! So get yourself some hot coco, cookies and get ready for a sweet holiday poetry! 




Excerpt:
Winter
Quiet, soft tender sounds
Crackling fireplaces
Warm blankets
Sleepy afternoons
Snow falling so peaceful
Winter is here

Homemade soups
Fill the tummies
Sweet smell of yummy desserts
Christmas in the air
Lights of sorted colors

Family, friends and loved ones
Hugs and kisses
Laughter and love
Smiling faces
Pretty wrapped presents
Underneath the Christmas tree

Baby Jesus
Shepherds travel
Near and far
North Star lighting
The nightly sky
Remember

Christ this season!

Bio
Jeniann Bowers was born in Whitefish, Montana in 1972. She was raised in Eureka, Montana most of her younger years. She was the youngest of four children and is the only surviving girl. Jeniann attended Rexford Elementary School her kindergarten year and the following year she transferred to Eureka Elementary School where she graduated from the eighth grade in 1987. She attended Lincoln County High School until her junior year when she moved from Eureka to Medford, Oregon with her mother and stepfather. Her mother passed away in January 1991, and Jeniann soon got married and started a family. She was married for 21 years and had five children. She lost a daughter to SIDS in March 1994. Jeniann has recently become divorced and is raising her two boys with her daughter's help. Jeniann's youngest son suffers from Autism. J. also suffers from her own disabilities of Fibromyalgia, physical chronic pain, neuropathy, chronic depression and anxiety.
Jeniann attended college at Capella University throughout most of her writing career. She made both the President's and Dean's list for outstanding academic achievements.
Jeniann is published poetess. Her books have been in the top ten bestselling list on Amazon in the past and her current ratings stand at 4.5. She has published the following books: Expressions on Life Book One, Expressions and Letters, Phraseology and Letters, Collection of 25 Days of Christmas Poetry, Poems, Dreams & More, Poetry Is...???, Poetry: The Lighter Side of Silliness, The Sound of Nature: Collected Poems & Other Writings and soon to be released Fragments, and the re-release of Expressions, and Phraseology of Love, 25 Days of Christmas Poetry.
Jeniann is the owner of Poetry is...which is a blogging business of her own personal poetry, teachings of poetry, journals and other writings. Jeniann is a firm advocate for poetry publishing and writing poetry.


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Thursday, January 29, 2015

Poetry Is...??? Blog Tour +Giveaway







Blurb

Poetry is...a book of self-expression through poems about life, love, forbidden love, desires, and nature. This book also includes quotes written by the poet and short articles. Poems featured are: "The Disease," "Clouds of Gray," "inkstand," "Mountain Spring," and "Dreams vs. Reality."
















About Poetess

Jeniann is the owner at Poetry is...which is a blogging business of her own personal poetry and also a blog to help spread the word of poetry and teach the world that poetry is an excellent choice to write and read. Jeniann is a firm advocate for poetry publishing and writing poetry.

Jeniann is also a five time self-published poetess. Her books have been in the top ten best selling list on Amazon in the past and her current ratings stand at 4.5. She has published the following books: Expressions on Life Book One, Expressions and Letters, Phraseology and Letters, Collection of 25 Days of Christmas Poetry, and her recently re-release of Poems, Dreams & More. She is currently working on her next book of poetry collections.

Jeniann is a past student at Capella University. She has made both the President's and Dean's list for outstanding academic achievements and she currently holds a 4.0 GPA in her studies. She is hoping to graduate with a Bachelor in Science in Business with a specialized degree in Finance.

Jeniann was born in Whitefish, Montana in 1972. She was raised in Eureka, Montana most of her younger years. She was the youngest of four children and the only surviving girl. Jeniann attended Rexford Elementary school her kindergarten year and the following year she transferred to Eureka Elementary School where she graduated from the eighth grade in 1987. She the attended Lincoln County High School until her junior year when she moved from Eureka to Medford, Oregon with her mother and stepfather.



Spotlight

The Disease

I was the disease that you never wanted,
I played games with your heart,
Whenever you looked into my eyes,
You couldn't handle the rush of emotions,
The feeling of falling,
Not knowing if I would be there to pick you up,
You played the role of gun and bullet,
Out to kill the disease that was aching at your heart,
Knowing that the disease is what you wanted,
But the pride is the bigger enemy to love,
Love would mean letting go,
Twirling out of control,
The shivers and shakes,
The withdrawals,
The heart breaking when you weren't with me,
Was all but the disease eating at you,
And you turned your back,
Walked away and killed the disease
With the bullet with words of lies,
Because I was the disease you wanted all a long.





“inkstand”

as i sit here today
trying to figure out
how to say
that my mind is about

to call it quits and
just walk away,
let the inkstand
rust and collapse in dismay

keep these words
‘let the inkstand rust and collapse in dismay….”
           of words never written

take my chances to ride away
chasing a this crazy dream
it seems as if am about to betray
myself in my own crazy dream

so as i sit here today
trying to figure out
how to say
that my mind is about

to call it quits
just walk away
let the inkstand
rust and collapse in dismay

keep these words
“let the inkstand  rust and collapse in dismay….”
           of words never written

the dreamer in me
in which my hands only wrote
just let it be
within this note

keep these words
“let the inkstand rust and collapse in dismay….”
           of words never written




Mountain Spring

So beautiful and gentle
Tinkling down
So amble
Moving forth, as to drown

My wailing cry
Of a broken heart
Please do not deny
As we depart

From this earth
And to reign in heaven
That our love was worth
And we were chosen

To love not deceit
Angel sings of
Music so sweet
As doves

Symbol our love
So beautiful and gentle
Tinkling down
So amble…

Moving forth, as to drown
Their cries, of bells to ring
To hear such sound
At the mountain spring





Dreams vs. Reality

I had it all at one time…
My moment in life
Where I thought everything
Was perfect and nothing
Could take that away,

It was only a year ago
When you were in my life
Sitting around chatting
Listening to your stories
Hearing your laughter
Seeing your smile,

But all I have now
Is memories and regrets

If I knew that telling you
How I felt would have
Cost me everything
I would have not told
You, but the feelings
Were so strong,

When we weren’t together
The emptiness
Felt like a frozen waterfall,
Just frozen in time
With love yearning
To show you

Then when we were together
The feelings were so true
As if God had put you there
To save me from falling off
That cliff that I was teetering on

Where dreams come true
Or they fell apart
Instead of waiting for you
I jumped off and told you
That I loved you

And now here I am
A year later still waiting
And only loving you
In my dreams at night.





Clouds of Gray

I awake with clouds of gray
Hanging over this head of mine
Skies are gloomy, sad looking
Upon my face

It feels if there is no way
To make the sun shine
Or to hear the birds sing
Searching for God’s grace

At the end of the day
Hoping God will give me a sign
Just a small ping
If it is only to embrace

When I bow my head to pray
Knowing His love is divine
He will take this aching
Heart and replace it

I can say
That today will be fine
And the birds will sing
The clouds will erase

And the sun will shine
Upon my face





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