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The Storm Generation For the sharing of original literary works and celebration of our local creative writers.

05/30/2017

This was the first poem I ever read that I couldn't get out of my mind, and it seems more real now than ever! Feel free to share any quotes, or poems, or excerpts that moved you here on this page. I will share them!

There Will Come Soft Rains
Sara Teasdale, 1884 - 1933

(War Time)

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white,

Robins will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree
If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were gone.

This is what it's all about!
05/29/2017

This is what it's all about!

01/07/2017

Songs are just poems put to music. Here's one of my favorites by my favorite band, U2:

SONG FOR SOMEONE

You've got a face not spoiled by beauty
I have some scars from where I've been
You've got eyes that can see right through me
You're not afraid of anything they've seen

I was told that I would feel
Nothing the first time
I don't know how these cuts heal
But in you I found a right

If there is a light
You can always see
And there is a world
We can always be
If there is a dark
That we shouldn't doubt
And there is a light
Don't let it go out

And this is a song
A song for someone
This is a song
A song for someone

You let me into a conversation
A conversation only we could make
You're breaking into my imagination
Whatever's in there is yours to take

I was told I'd feel
Nothing the first time
You were slow to heal
But this could be the night

If there is a light
You can always see
And there is a world
We can always be
If there is a dark
Within and without
And there is a light
Don't let it go out

And this is a song
A song for someone
This is a song
A song for someone

And I'm a long way
From your hill on Calvary
And I'm a long way
From where I was, where I need to be

If there is a light
You can always see
And there is a world
We can always be
If there is a kiss
I stole from your mouth
And there is a light,
Don't let it go out

06/08/2016

Our first reading events will be coming soon! Stay tuned!

Here's one of my own poems from a blog I've neglected for some time now. Hopefully I'll find more time to write soon! -J...
06/08/2016

Here's one of my own poems from a blog I've neglected for some time now. Hopefully I'll find more time to write soon! -Jackie M. Storm

https://artbyjmiriam.wordpress.com/2013/04/16/who-am-i/

One morning I woke up, rolled out of bed, shuffled to the kitchen, and made myself some toast. As I started to sit down to eat it, the idea to write something struck me. I grabbed a notebook, a pen…

06/05/2016

A good friend of mine gave me "a catalog of unabashed gratitude" by Ross Gay. As an avid horse-lover I found one poem in this book particularly appealing and thought I'd share it because 1) it's wonderful, and 2) it's a prime example that poetry can be anything you want it to be. It can be uplifting.

Becoming a horse

It was dragging my hands along its belly,
Loosing the bit and wiping the spit
From its mouth made me
A sn**ch of grass in the things maw,
A fly tasting it's ear. It was
Touching my nose to his made me know
The clover's bloom, my wet eye to his
Made me know the long field's secrets.
But it was putting my heart to the horse's that made me know the sorrow of horses.
The sorrow of a brook creasing a field. The maggot turning in its co**se. Made me forsake my thumbs for the sheen of unshod hooves. And in this way drop my torches. And in this way drop my knives. Feel the small song in my chest swell and my coat glisten and twitch. And my face grow long. And these words cast off, at last, for the slow honest tongue of horses.

---Ross Gay

05/17/2016

Storm Media Management proudly presents the creation of a new branch of events, Lincoln Poetry Night! Just as Lincoln Open Mic Night celebrates how brilliant our local music scene is, Lincoln Poetry Night will be celebrating how brilliant our local writing talent is, while also encouraging the growth and development of writers and their craft. I'm looking forward to further developing plans for this new event series, and as this is still in the development process, I'm inviting everyone to hit me up with any thoughts/ideas!

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