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August Poems 2012

8/4/2012

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Poems to share from the Pente Poets.
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July Poems

7/25/2012

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Poems to share from the Pente Poets.
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June Poem - Judy

6/27/2012

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She

I am the she who rules the night

steals myriad stars from earthly sight

radiant beacon cold and bright

I am the she ...


I am the she whose cycle cues

a stunning almanac to view

wax, wane and lumen birth anew

I am the she ...


I am the she who glides through trees

brings poets and lovers to their knees

bold queen of vast celestial seas

I am the she ...


serene I sail this starry realm

my maker's hand upon the helm

I am the she ...


Judith Bandidt      ©     June, 2012

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Virtual Meeting May 2012

5/18/2012

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Hello Pente Poets across the world, and welcome to our first virtual meeting. Here's my poem for comment.

Night Blindness

They said it would be like this--
a super moon rising over water,
gleaming the horizon
as far as the eye could see.

But they didn't say
it could blind with its brilliance:
a hard light, laser sharp,
paling the Cross into insignificance.
Omnipotent, it draws us--
fence posts, gnomes and tall dark strangers--
to the cutting edge.

Here at the precipice
we falter—stature lessened.
Fears illuminate
as monsters lurch from dappled pools
and sit like fat toads,
waiting.

J Bandidt   ©   May, 2012

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Which layout works?

4/25/2012

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Hi Pente poets

I'd like some comments on the following styles for the same poem. Which one works best?

Blood on the sand  

soldier crabs emerge
scurry for safety
dig in—confuse the enemy

beyond the beachhead
wet sand gleams—shimmers--
collapses into distant haze

I dawdle in the sun—scuff tidemarks idly--
battle plans drawn
there’s sand between my toes

seagulls hover—intelligence drones
bold eyes assessing
fisherman? forager?

interest wanes—wings tilt--
new heading back to base--
glide to safe landing

sandhills deploy--
a khaki army marches
 through occupied territory

white tops attack—withdraw
engage frenetic action--
foam missiles spray

black rocks appear—higher ground
command position--
send out a scout—advance

concealed oyster shard mine--
a careless step—a sudden hurt--
blood flows

as on other sands--
blends with salt water--
is washed away

wounded I retreat
gulls’ legs skitter before me
red as the blood on the sand


A poem composed on an early morning beach walk. I was thinking about war poetry, and suddenly the images all around me were military in nature. The soldier crabs sent me down that path. (2012)



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