Poets United : Daily Dose of Poetry and Prose #98 (@trumanity Edition)

Greetings and positive irations, friends. I'm very pleased to serve you with this collection of poetry submitted to our promotion channels between 16th and early on the 18th of June 2018.

Two poems selected as leading submissions were found in the open channel of our Discord Server. The open promotion channel is accessible to every person that joins @poetsunited. Submissions to the subscriber’s channel are always mentioned in the dose, but any member of our community can find their submission appearing in the selected top places.

I’m partial to poems that effectively push a reader to think about questions, or experience different emotions. But I am just one reader, so how great wouldn’t it be to hear the interpretations of others concerning the poems featured here? How about coming on board the Friday Dlive show if you can find the time? Read your own poetry, share interpretations about poems featured in community publications, or just chew the fat along with the hosts.

A short, sensual piece of work celebrating physical and spiritual union. Jeremy Mifsud’s speaker in Embrace weighs a joyful abandon, against guilt and mental calls to reason and emotional restraint. I believe the poem will strike a liberating chord in the reader, and perhaps move you to venture a bit closer to pursuing whatever it is you may sincerely wish for.

Zaim Rofiqi takes us for a sip down memory lane. He skillfully develops the metaphor of coffee, aged and made strong by the heat of the sun and time, to represent a woman seeking to be appreciated and admired. How sweet this poetry is! Does he take two sugars and a dash of milk with his coffee, or does he enjoy it without any additives? I’m not sure, but either way, here is a fine cup of poetic coffee for you to enjoy and dream of what you will.

How do you relate to your reader the scene of a crowd of people celebrating, along with the mood of the observer, all in a single sentence? If one reads this poem a second and third time in search of the noise one expects to hear at a party, you may come up more and more surprised. There is a texture to this short and carefully composed jewel which is cinematic, but of the silent film type. Stephen manages to touch all of his reader's senses by this brilliant poem, placing us in a room, with the door ajar, much like the first hours of a new year remain open to all kinds of possibilities.