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have i ever wept oh how salty were the tears that sometimes appeared ----- done the best i could and this is where i landed the edge of nowhere ----- educate the world nothing wrong with different ways of life and love ----- the world and i met i saw it didn't like me nothing much has changed ----- she's a masterpiece who's not yet been recognized something she should know not her fault she's sad others used her for themselves to inflate their egos shame on those who did kept her from knowing herself the wonder she is ----- despite all the thorns he keeps tending to the rose beauty worth the pain ----- stands proud in the wind dress molded to her body leaves him no secrets ----- sometimes i wonder when was your last ecstasy did you think of me ----- despite my desires such deep sadness in my soul love remains but words • Donovan Baldwin

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when can i let go others take obligations i've carried so long ----- she's salt sea water tastes of the birth of venus first flavor of love ----- lost her composure let him see her soul at last fear becoming love ----- long have i watched you poet on my distant shore setting words afloat ----- showed me her image one that used my own words to display herself ----- together we seek the ends of erotica should such things exist ----- it's no sin my love to feel urges that you do or satisfy them ----- wanting more from life defying customs and codes she learned how to love ----- magic in her smile a secret shared in a kiss eternal embrace ----- two hands outstretched each searching for the other still too far apart ----- he's dreamed he touched her held her hand and gazed on her a day that's not yet come ----- still too far apart despite dreams and fantasies yet i dream once more ----- she still hoped for love despite many willful sins one day he appeared she bared her soul to him amazed when he embraced her called her wonderful how innocent she was fearing that her wants were sins yet endeared her to him ----- Afraid to be different. Afraid to share desires, Wants and needs... Afraid to break the bonds Of acceptable behavior, Until, one appeared who Understood and accepted, Who could know the truth And love the person, Not caring about the label. Able at last to share The fear, the secrets, Which had made life Unbearable. ----- trembling with desire wants and needs outside the box a normal human ----- love outside eden lives his life in poetry eve within his words ----- far too far apart though we cannot touch or kiss we can share the moon ----- how can i explain the life lived within my mind no one else can see ----- the limits of love do they really exist in any direction ----- dance like in high school slow music and close embrace savoring contact ----- would you spread your wings allow hummingbird inside nectar his reward ----- i would touch you dear fingers upon skin with love something more than dreams ----- more than a mirror your image lives in my mind my reality • Donovan Baldwin

what's your moment like when you're filled and must allow tides of ecstasy ----- she dare not tell him all the pleasures he has caused her desire for more ----- no shy flower she raising her face for a kiss making me blossom ----- ecstasy fills her as her passion peaks aching to escape ----- when the wine flows free i can dream you wrote for me all those lovely words ----- once she set me free praised my honest poetry stood by me proudly ----- trusts me with treasure first her chest where heart resides handing me the keys ----- if you are these words if these thoughts honestly you all i need to know • Donovan Baldwin

West Jordan, Uta. — Speak Up Talk Radio announced the winners of the most recent International Firebird Book Awards. Amongst the winners was Utah author W.D. Kilpack III for his science-fiction Pale Face in the Novella category. Kilpack said, "It's amazing to have someone recognize the value of my work. Whether it's a reader or winning an award, it's so incredibly gratifying. I hope I never lose this feeling of appreciation." Pale Face centers around Hector Whitehorse, who was born on a New Mexico reservation, but educated in the white-man’s school, making him part of two worlds, but at home in neither. It only got worse when his entrapment went from a feeling to a reality: trapped between Earth and someplace else after a close encounter nearly costs him his life. International best-selling author Dave Wolverton said Pale Face is "pretty darned good. I like it. I love how [Hector] sees the aliens and the white men in the same light. A nice, brutal, ironic twist ... this is good stuff." Authors and publishers from around the world submitted their work to the International Firebird Book Awards. Two judges from a select panel of 25 judges read each book in its entirety, and independently score each entry. All judges commit to a set of standardized criteria that evaluates the quality of the writing as well as production aspects. Only entries with the highest of scores are awarded the coveted Firebird. In a prepared statement, Patricia J. Rullo, founder of the Firebird Book Awards, said, "Our judging panel grew again and includes a diverse group who represent a cross-section of ages, cultural heritage, race, religion, gender, and experience. At Speak Up Talk Radio, the mission is to offer authors a welcome place to promote themselves and their books via book awards, podcast awards, radio interviews, audiobook production, voiceover marketing tools, and podcasting services." This is the second award Kilpack has received for Pale Face. The first was Honorable Mention from the L Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future Contest. These are two of the 23 book awards Kilpack has received, between Pale Face and his epic-fantasy series, The New Blood Saga, which is currently four books (of a planned eight). Pale Face was also recently part of an exclusive option agreement for development for the big screen. V.J. Garske, author of The Raven Moonstone, said, "Pale Face pulled me in immediately. I loved the descriptive writing and the original plot. Hector grew up on the Navajo Reservation in New Mexico, where UFO sitings are common, although not readily believed, but his experience changes his life in ways one wouldn't imagine. I enjoyed the fast pace and believable struggle as he deals with trying to make sense of his life-changing experience. Close encounters of an original kind!" Author and screenwriter Jeff Bailey said that Kilpack "is an active author of novels, TV screenwriter, producer, and partner in a movie production company. I consider him to be one of the new breed of fast rising influencers in the publishing, television, and movie industries." Tap for more https://tinyurl.com/vpbzc8x5 #aliens #author #authorscommunity #bookaddict #bookishlife #bookworms #fiction #FSFWritersAlliance #kilpack #paleface #readers #readersareleaders #readersgonnaread #WritingCommunity #iartg #ian1 #scifi #scifimovies #sciencefiction #writerslift

never thinks of me just the way words made her feel words i wrote for her ----- somewhere in the wild lurks my poetic soulmate watching for my words ----- a man of few words uses them to show his heart hopes she understands ----- poet wanted her he lured her first with beauty trapped her with desire ----- sad guitar background poet writes words by firelight weeping out his words ----- she had lost her wings had forgotten how to fly he swept her aloft ----- mirror said you're plain but he said you're beautiful trust me mirrors lie • Donovan Baldwin

special words for you poet hopes to bring a smile kiss away a tear ----- cannot help but touch you shower you with artless kisses inflamed by my desires ----- pagan ritual two otherworldly poets blending inner fires ----- surrenders control so safe within his embrace lost in her desires ----- seeks her oasis in his desert of desires where love's a mirage ----- past mistakes and sins got us to where we can love with true certainty ----- i'm not right i'm me and you should remain yourself real people in love ----- i'll never be me that is unacceptable in your society ----- your appearance means i've not written words in vain because you read them ----- she dances to winds pan's music only she can hear pagan seduction ----- let's speak of desires why do you fear to say things i already know ----- i'm dark and brooding only offer poetry lost soul wandering ----- when i die i'll go nothing will be left behind but ashes and words ----- tearing down walls explore depths of poetry revealing secrets ----- how she makes me burn despite her coolness like water my soul boils for her ----- wave caresses shore stroking again and again endless lovemaking ----- i have loved your words treasuring your sighs and tears silent in support ----- love never mentioned yet we feel it between us as we weave our words ----- sitting at the bar drinking in old memories feeling young once more ----- love's not always sex nor is sex always for love yet love and sex rock ----- watched for you today but you never appeared not your fault ----- never say enough you must be yourself no more loved the way you are ----- you are not what they think you are you are so much more than that i seek all of you ---- Just because I'm old... In 1967 I walked the wharf In Monterey, California, I watched hippies and Topless dancers in San Francisco. I climbed the cliffs Along highway 101 Above the Pacific waves, Made love to strangers, And went on to Germany, Where I lived with and loved A member of the Polish underground. Old? Yes, but oh, the memories, The experiences. ----- she wanted gentle then excitement aroused her and she asked for rough ----- first she said gentle but as she became aroused she asked me for rough • Donovan Baldwin

New York was once a jail Keeping me in solitary confinement With invisible bars and barbed wires But now the leaves on the trees are green Telling you to go, unafraid, The colours and smell of failure pass by you Knowing they have no rest there Today free are the soft winds of Central Park The artist is painting his version of the park The cello sounds the music of yesterday. The cyclists ride quietly And you are strolling bringing freedom

fingers unfolding one by one petals opened dew-dipped rose revealed ----- feathers of moonlight lead wandering lips and fingers over silver skin ----- she smiles recalling exciting things she did to him the way he moaned her name ----- displays her flower in a romantic setting petals wet with dew ----- lips round and ready to receive his pleasure's stream mouth fills with poetry ----- together a storm i am thunder you are rain lightning between us ----- ebon petaled rose his fingers gently tracing her dark pastel folds ----- cloth's thin barrier i don't feel i'm holding you with that between us ----- the poet's shadow leaves poetry at your door love from a distance ----- no shyness baby touch me like in a tango making love to music • Donovan Baldwin

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taken with the words swept by the poem's climax to a quiet pool ----- a simple artist her poet painting pictures of nature and nudes ----- nursing my wounds sees these scratches on my soul that appear like hers ----- keep no secrets love purpose of my poetry is to set you free • Donovan Baldwin