Tannur's Posts - MyPeace.TV2024-03-29T08:11:22ZTannurhttps://mypeace.tv/profile/Tannurhttps://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/2190225101?profile=RESIZE_48X48&width=48&height=48&crop=1%3A1https://mypeace.tv/profiles/blog/feed?user=1ou7kcme6kn8x&xn_auth=noPen Stroke Poetry Festival CALLING ALL POETS TO ALBANY, GAtag:mypeace.tv,2012-03-15:1992146:BlogPost:2261282012-03-15T00:30:00.000ZTannurhttps://mypeace.tv/profile/Tannur
<p>My City is in the beginning of a major revitalization movement. Last year, Albany, Georgia was rated #4 on a list of the poorest cities in the nation. I firmly believe that we have gotten here by not utilizing our greatest resource- the people.</p>
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<p>Over the past year, however, the artists of the area have been making awesome strides towards a renewed sense of self for Albany. This work has brought a palpable sense of hope and responsibility to the people here. Today, I find…</p>
<p>My City is in the beginning of a major revitalization movement. Last year, Albany, Georgia was rated #4 on a list of the poorest cities in the nation. I firmly believe that we have gotten here by not utilizing our greatest resource- the people.</p>
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<p>Over the past year, however, the artists of the area have been making awesome strides towards a renewed sense of self for Albany. This work has brought a palpable sense of hope and responsibility to the people here. Today, I find myself watching businesses open with an actual potential to flourish in our Downtown area. Artists are displaying their work, people are attending poetry and other arts events and best of all, artists and merchants are working together to build beautiful vibes all over the place.</p>
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<p>As a poet, I see my responsibility to state the case and call attention to the needs that I see in my world and especially in my community. This is why I am calling out to you. Right now what we need is A GRAND INFLUX OF POSITIVE ENERGY, PRESENCE AND <strong><span class="fbUnderline">POETRY.</span></strong> </p>
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<p><span class="fbUnderline"><strong>THIS SUMMER, JUNE 24-27, WE WILL HOST</strong></span></p>
<p><span class="fbUnderline"><strong>THE FIRST ANNUAL PEN STROKE POETRY FESTIVAL!!!!!!</strong></span>!</p>
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<p>I am pleased to announce that our population AND our poets are ready and waiting for YOU to come down and show us what you've got. I AM CALLING ALL POETS to join us in celebrating the Rhapsody that is Albany, Georgia. Write with us. Speak with us. Learn from us. Share with us. And help us to bring enough love through this place at one time to make magic reverberate through to the following year.</p>
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<p>Your presence and energy will go far in helping me to reach my personal goal, to help Albany re-define itself as an art city. To do this, the people need to be reminded of their incredible talent and potential. This is where you come in:</p>
<p>Our poets want to know how YOU POETS get down!</p>
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<p>We will fill these three days with poetry of all kinds for all people. All ages, cultures and perspectives. </p>
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<p>This will include: </p>
<p>A Major show of Support by some of Philly's Finest</p>
<p>Youth Poetry Readings & Contests</p>
<p>Themed and unthemed open mic events</p>
<p>Writing & Performance workshops</p>
<p>A Poetry Slam</p>
<p>VIP Wine Tasting and Poetry Reading ( A Special session of UnPlugged Poetry)</p>
<p>Drum Circles</p>
<p>Midnight Erotica Poetry</p>
<p>and more.</p>
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<p>All of the events will be situated throughout our small city so that when you come, you will see for yourself the woodwork from which the Pen Strokes emerge.</p>
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<p>Gratefully,</p>
<p>Tannur Ali</p>
<p>!!!!!SAVE THE DATES! JUNE 24-27, 2012!!!!!</p>
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<p>Contact me for more info: 229-809-2491 or OBConsulting2010@gmail.com</p>Elusive Paradisetag:mypeace.tv,2008-08-15:1992146:BlogPost:20332008-08-15T22:34:46.000ZTannurhttps://mypeace.tv/profile/Tannur
In this elusive paradise<br />
there's<br />
recluse<br />
and sacrifice<br />
comment<br />
silent device<br />
and all the fears are brought to fore<br />
before the tears can hit the floor<br />
Slam doors<br />
<br />
y nada ventana<br />
<br />
No space to make the dreams come true<br />
cause for all the things I try ta do<br />
it's not the time<br />
And there's no reason but in the rhyme<br />
There's no proper season<br />
just the passage of time<br />
My watch is broken<br />
scattered over miles<br />
and it's not water proof<br />
so even as I gather<br />
elements of sunshine<br />
All I see are silver lines<br />
but…
In this elusive paradise<br />
there's<br />
recluse<br />
and sacrifice<br />
comment<br />
silent device<br />
and all the fears are brought to fore<br />
before the tears can hit the floor<br />
Slam doors<br />
<br />
y nada ventana<br />
<br />
No space to make the dreams come true<br />
cause for all the things I try ta do<br />
it's not the time<br />
And there's no reason but in the rhyme<br />
There's no proper season<br />
just the passage of time<br />
My watch is broken<br />
scattered over miles<br />
and it's not water proof<br />
so even as I gather<br />
elements of sunshine<br />
All I see are silver lines<br />
but there's no way to escape<br />
the clouds behind<br />
<br />
And why escape the dream<br />
I traveled this far to find?<br />
<br />
So I just jot lines cause I've just got lines<br />
but I've got no shoes<br />
but I've managed food<br />
and I've got no truth<br />
but I've managed evidence<br />
and I'm still here<br />
so the morning compliments<br />
the fear<br />
cause night still comes<br />
<br />
And even though my money's spent<br />
even though<br />
the home I call my own<br />
is something lent<br />
It's been sent<br />
So I can't justify a cry<br />
And I fear that shedding tears will have me<br />
caught<br />
up a creek<br />
cause I can cry a stream<br />
it seems<br />
the rain must be<br />
from heaven<br />
cause the rest came in the mail<br />
<br />
But there's no rest<br />
but not like hell<br />
even though I'm burning<br />
the ashes I know<br />
will just go<br />
to dust<br />
Because I must<br />
rise again<br />
And believe me<br />
I'm tryin'<br />
And inside I'm cryin'<br />
But someone was lyin'<br />
And that's what got me here<br />
but this is my journey<br />
I'm smart<br />
but somehow my learning<br />
got stunted<br />
I must have been blunted<br />
but now I've got art<br />
So the pain in my heart<br />
will be easing it's way through my veins<br />
to maintain pressure<br />
<br />
and to obtain relief<br />
I've got to breathe<br />
but see,<br />
I've still got this nicotine<br />
and excuses<br />
I can't let go yet<br />
<br />
And I try to tell the children don't fret<br />
but the six year old said "Emphysema"<br />
And all I could think was "wake me up"<br />
I don't want to be dreamin<br />
this dream<br />
but it seems<br />
it's too lucid to deny<br />
reality<br />
sneaks up<br />
and whispers in your ear<br />
till you realize it's here<br />
And by that time you can't spell<br />
SubLime<br />
<br />
So I just rhyme<br />
cause I've got no answers<br />
In this elusive paradise<br />
there's<br />
recluse<br />
and sacrifice<br />
comment<br />
silent device<br />
and all the fears are brought to fore<br />
before the tears can hit the floor<br />
Slam doors