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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought
and the thought has found words.
– Robert Frost
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Sally Cronin, Author/Blogger, United Kingdom
Hello. My name is Sally Cronin. I am an Author and Blogger serving up health, music and words for a great life at Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life. I am delighted in presenting the 2014 Thepublicblogger Awards Nominees for Best Poetry/Spiritual Healing blog or post. Without further adieu.
and the nominees are…..
Poesy plus Polemics
nominated for the post ‘Music of Scars’
‘Stoic’ by Kim Roberti from Music of Scars
Traditional family values, staunch conservative, flag waving, gun shooting, judgemental and unapologetic are the words Paul F. Lenzi of New Hampshire, uses in description of who and what he is, and if viewing through a political lense, he appears to be a polarizing person. We may believe, since ultimately, every man must live and die for himself in the choices that we make, that a rigid stance in our positioning, lessens our own uncertainties. But, perhaps, it is the disabling disease or his open space of philosophy “all this has quality of a subjective truth” a deeper look inside his work is a man who understands, he is a part of and concerned with all of mankind “climbing the senses of notes, that express the best in a wounded humanity” From the blog, Poesy plus Polemics, Music of Scars a poetic post, receives a nod.
Emotional Wellness
blog nomination
Emotional Wellness
Diagnosed and living with Bipolar II Disorder since the wide-eyed age of 18, by the time she was 32, Rachel Miller of Norwich, United Kingdom, had had enough. She would quit her emotionally draining job and embark on a journey of self-love, forgiveness and acceptance. She now shares her experiences – from emotional chaos to self-love & balance – in words, remedies and art. And for the all-compassing, unfolding story of healing through spiritual development, Emotional Wellness receives a nomination for the entire blog.
Poetry Box
blog nomination
‘A Te Papa Welcome’ from Poetry Box
Any blog with a section titled Review by Children offers parents a chance to breathe and exhale. With so many tales of scammers and cyberbullies and child starkers and porn taken over the web, Paula Green of Auckland, New Zealand delivers a safe place for children, enabling parents a collective sigh of relief. A collection of children’s poems by herself and her target audience alike, but what may be most enduring is the section titled Reviews By Children, giving our youth the chance to publish their interpretations of what they read, and forming their own voice. And for the security it offers, as much as the innocence of its prose, Poetry Box has been nominated for the entire blog.
andyonandy
nominated for the post ‘When the War Came to Ghana’
spoken word festival from When the War Came to Ghana
We are conditioned to think that great poets only exist if we learn of their work in our schools. Humbleness is a noble quality but we still must posses a self-awareness of our strengths, less humility lead to doubt, that our accomplishments are not as good as we had thought. Spoken word poetry – a difficult craft to conquer – allows us to perform the words from the thoughts of our emotions, creating a living art. Andy Aryeetey from the West African nation of Ghana, does more than simply perform in the nominated audio post When The War Came To Ghana – from the blog andyonandy – he succeeds in hitting a double: a brilliant oratory of the history of his country delivered as poetry in motion, then making history himself, by landing Ghana its first nomination in any category.
Operator’s Manual
nominated for the post ‘Andromeda Unbound
Andromeda chained to a rock by Frederic Leighton
The subtleties of the word epic are so slight, that its accidental overuse, can diminish the actual heroics, and its purposeful overuse {every game between longstanding rivals is not necessarily an epic battle}, take the power out of the word itself. Epic should rarely be used before an event it describes, has yet to take place. We cannot predict epic for it is something that becomes. The covert mysteriousness of the blog, Operator’s Manual – no pictures, no bio, no contact information of any kind – creating an arena for only words to occupy the reader’s mind, and rather the blogger has lured us in a purposeful manner or just has no time or interest in the social nature of blogging, made no difference in the daring nomination of Andromeda Unchained. As a poetic post, it is still evolving, but becoming epic, no less.
Helen Midgley
nominated for the post ‘Parent’
Suenito by Ignacio from Parent
Helen Midgley of North Yorkshire, United Kingdom is a happy contradiction of how we perceive ourselves. Anger, sadness and resentment is how we imagine we would feel if engaged in a fight for survival against a life-threatening illness like cancer. Reading through her bio, our emotions are confused, a humorous autobiographical short of her journey with cervical cancer are her chosen words in describing her first short story. But – from the blog of her own name – the nominated post Parent is a poem that helps us to understand, she is not in denial or releasing sarcasm as a way to deal with life’s pain, but rather extracts beauty and laughter and appreciation, not allowing struggles to become everything. Perhaps the ability to always smile, may have played a role in the fact, she is now a cancer survivor.
Jstewart413’s Blog
nominated for the post ‘(See Where) This Story Goes
(See Where) This Story Goes
Each of us are different and we blossom at different times. Some of us do not discover who we are until much later in life. Some of us, live lives of structure, since grade school setting targets and always hitting our mark. But a fall from grace and a successful act two, exists on equal planes. Contrasting styles, opposing philosophies, different generations, one down south, the other up north, our final nominee Joshua Ryan Stewart of Fairmont, West Virginia – from the blog Jstewart413’s Blog – and our first contender, our two people on paper, that never should have met. While poetry and spiritual healing may be separate genres, both styles of writing, evoke deeper emotions, insightful thoughts, and a poetic healing, which allow a peaceful meeting of polarized strangers, on an international stage. (See Where) This Story Goes nominated as a post
on deck: 2014 Best Self-Help blog or post Nominees
Recording Genius: 2014 Song of the Year Nominees
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Recording Genius
What moves those of genius,
what inspires their work, is not new ideas,
but their obsession with the idea
that what has already been said is still not enough.
– Eugene Delacroix
Dominic Jones, The Neighborhood intern, York, Pennsylvania
Hello. My name is Dominic Jones and as The Neighborhood’s first intern, I am honored to have been asked to present the nominees for the 2014 Thepublicblogger Awards Song of the Year. With so many talented underground recording artists, each of you should feel very proud. Drum roll please.
And the nominees are…..
new country singer Jeremy Harrell, Chesapeake, Virginia
The only underground country singer to receive a nomination, with his first song no less, Nashville may soon take notice. From The Meaning of Life series finale, here is Jeremy Harrell with ‘Walk On’.
Hip Hop Artist Rashad Neutch, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
In perhaps, the biggest shocker of the early awards season, is the nomination of this hip hop artist that holds the dubious distinction of being the only underground entertainer to be expelled from The Neighborhood. From Goodbye Sunday: The Depths of Crazy the final episode, here is Rashad Neutch with ‘Tell Em That’,
Masala musician, Ofir Jrock, Shaharut, Israel
A bold inclusion of a dazzling style of music known as Masala and only recently introduced to The Neighborhood. From Hail Mary 2 Decades After The Million Man March, here is Ofir Jrock with ‘Desert Dance’.
Hip Hop Artist Keenan Rucker, mid Missouri
For over 2 months, The Neighborhood scoured the midwest in a desperate attempt to locate – from the sounds and feel of this dark yet brilliant song – a lost soul. When he finally arrived from incarceration, we were relieved of his safety and pray that he makes good use of his talent and his freedom. From The Meaning of Life series finale, here is Keenan Rucker with ‘Without You’.
R&B/Gospel singer Patricia Scott, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
The second entry from the City of Brotherly Love {and Sisterly Affection}, the sole female nominee and the only gospel song, she may prove to be a triple threat. From Oh, Ferguson Missouri, Not You Too here is Patricia L with ‘The Change’.
rockers Crosses from Los Angeles, California
A smooth voice, a driven bassline and not since Linkin Park have screams made you want to dance. From No Ordinary Love – a rock opera, here is Crosses, with ‘this is a trick‘.
Composer Renan Javier, Vancouver Canada
Naturally gifted, this composer has a promising future in the Science of Motion Pictures & Arts. From One Life to Live, here is Renan Javier with ‘Rise of the Dynasty Overture’.
Hip Hop Artist Hussle Crowe, Detroit, Michigan
His style may be hard, his lyrics may offend, but there is no underground rapper who flows as hard as him. And to confirm his absolute domination, he has received a nomination for The Neighborhood’s Best Song…. for the second year in a row. From Life Stories here is Hussle Crowe with ‘I Deserve That’ {parental discretion advised}.
Poetic Healing Best Poetry/Spiritual Healing blog or post.
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Quantum Strangeness & Becoming Oneself
The Neighborhood special guest collaborator, Tomaj Javadtash is a Theoretical Physicist working on his PhD with research focused on the Foundational Issues of Quantum Mechanics at the University of Maryland. As we prepare for Part Two – Strangers – of A Forgotten Life, our 3-part look into memory, dementia & memory loss, I invite you to take a deeper look inside the mind of a great thinker. Rather we disagree with his premise is, quite frankly, academic. Rather we understand his logic is of little relevance. What is more important is allowing our minds to dissect a puzzle, to interpret knowledge of a different kind, to expand our world on another level and to briefly, absorb the discipline of quantum physics.
cover art einstein by VityaR83
Our classical world is composed of mutually exclusive alternatives: Everything is either something or something else; it is a this or a that, though we may be unaware of these identities due to ignorance. A color is always either red or not red; two socks in a closed box are either a pair or not a pair whether we look inside or not. There is never a middle case in the classical world.
Quantum world, however, is quite different. Besides the two/many mutually exclusive alternatives everything in between too exists. A color is at once all colors until we pick one color by looking at it! A particle has no particular place until we force it to pick a place by measuring its place!
It turns out that mutually exclusive alternatives, our classical world, is only a small and often filtered portion of the underlying reality. Which reality we pick…
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1984
The wisdom of Invictus is found in the meaning of its message; and the fury of its delivery, invoke the challenge of our journey toward accepting the message. Every day that we live, lengthens our timeline, and although most would like to live a long and healthy life, it is not the length that defines us and should concern us, but rather, it is the moments that dot our timelines that matters most, since they contain the information of the people and events that shape our lives.
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I was born in 1966 in a metropolis at the foot of the Rocky Mountains. The 3rd child of what would become a clan of six, to an incredibly proud, beautiful, and intensely caring mother. Papa was a rolling stone, so I would not get to know him until years later, but by then, I was fully grown. My stepfather kept his hat in one place, but his contribution to my upbringing was nonexistent. But nonetheless, may he be resting in peace. We moved to the west coast at age eleven, leaving behind a very close-knit extended family. My Grandmother’s house would be our last stop in saying goodbye, making 1978 my second memorable moment, since by default, 1966 is first.
Some moments are so powerful, they exist in a part of the mind beyond the consciousness of our control, nor do they go to the darkness of memory suppression. They simply exist as a part of us, and come and go with free will. In 1994, my brother was shot and killed a few blocks away from the family home. The intensity of the pain, I was sure, would sweep our family away with the nightmare too. But we had lived in Sacramento for over 15 years by then, and friends we made through the years and the community where we lived, provided the strength and love we needed. Time would pass, like it always does, and the pain would release its iron grip. Perhaps, the power of the moment created in 1994 assures that I will always remember my little brother.
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At age 48, our bodies go through changes, our knees start to ache and we realize, our life is half over, so we change the way we think. We become analytical, not to be judgemental, but to put the knowledge we have accumulated into perspective, not having time nor energy to repeat the same mistakes. And with eyes opened a little wider, centered outside of a pretentious self, we become more aware of the importance of a loving family and the moments we have shared. In the year 2014, I would attend my 30 year class reunion, on a boat christened the Delta King, on the moonlit waters of a river named Sacramento. And I assumed a moment was being created.
Thirty years after pomp and circumstance, and singing our fight song – all hail the mighty Pacers – I was once again with the people who knew me most. We stood like brothers on the football field, and every Friday when we battled, it was us against them. We celebrated our victories and held on to one another enduring the misery of agony’s defeat together. We knew each another’s first love, we were together when we experienced our first heartbreak. We spent all night at each others homes, we shared our lunch without thought, and we would dress up for one another on prom night. We were together during our formative years, and the bond created as kids could not be broken, and the strength of our embrace was unconditional love we felt, and the magic of the moment in 2014 had already been created back in 1984, and the revelation, that these people were not just my classmates, but were my family, was overwhelming.
– Kendall F. Person
Class of 84
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Review: One Life to LIve on The Public Blogger
Unbroken Link to Full Review by C.J. Leger
Unbroken Link to One Life to Live by Kendall F. Person
One often thinks of writing as a silent art, where reading and contemplating become actions that people can take, if the material is inspirational enough. But where some pieces may hold an inspirational message, yet not the opening attraction to relay it, other pieces become a show all on their own with a powerful message that wraps you in immediately.
That’s what I came accross when I ventured onto The Public Blogger, initially referred to by Kendall F. Person, and found the post One LIfe to Live. If not because another word has not yet been invented for a written pictureless, videoless, actorless, show; I would be tempted to call this post a theater piece. Because that is what is conveyed with the exquisite use of accompanying music, which boasts an immaculate level of inspirational prowess while the reader discovers a poem-like literary performance unlike any traditional…
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