Cherokee Sky and Elizabeth- Back Story

  • Poetry Contest Editor 248-2 305 Madison Ave. Suite 449 New York, NY 10165

     Dirty Laundry

     Eternity seeks screaming why,
    Six decades transitionally fly.

    Dirty laundry, family and friend,
    Tarnished innocence never to mend.

    Unspeakable hushes from who cherish,
    Hush little girl or you may parish.

    Dirty laundry hidden by vanity,
    Buried in peace lies with my sanity.

    Unspeakable silence behind crying eyes,
    All exists, all has been, and truth now flies.

    Dirty laundry upon soul sets heavy,
    Tears held back could burst any levy.

    Unspeakable once spoken, can they not see,
    My heart, my soul, oh so broken I must flee.

    Eternity seeks still screaming why,
    Six decades, Angels to transitionally fly.
    Hello Randy, this is the poem I sent into the contest. I thought it might be too deep or confusing for some readers.
    I was born into the time zone where we were told, hush, we don’t air our dirty laundry in public..Child abuse of any kind was treated much like someone with epilepsy, it was hushed, hidden away, no one was allowed to tell. Why wouldn’t they believe a child who never lied.. Father’s can abuse the innocents of their charges..Innocent ones have Angels watching over, carrying them through. I write from within, life can have many road blocks….If one gets knocked down or trips and falls, it is we who the Angels teach to fly.
    My best to you and yours, Cherokee Sky

  • Elizabeth
  • The only thing sadder than being scammed by these hoaxes are the language skills exhibited by many above. No legitimate publisher would consider submissions with such poor grammar, spelling and punctuation. If any of you ever enter a real contest, you had better improve your skills – the mistakes are embarassing, as is the fact that obviously none of you has noticed, or cared.

    note just a few of the glaring ones I read in your “poetry” and posts

    *If anyone have poems that they would like to publically
    *I was born into the time zone
    *Unspeakable hushes from who cherish

  • Elizabeth, Wow!, thank you so much for taking the time to give me a personal critique of my poem and comments. You have done for me what the Amateur Contest did not do.
    I entered the contest expecting to receive a detailed critique, nothing more.
    I am sixty now and having had a couple of strokes, I had been realizing that I was struggling to overcome a loss of certain academic functions. You my dear have found me out.
    We Southerner’s are indeed from a different time zone and have done our share of butchering the English Language. As far as my spelling, I don’t have a spell checker, therefore I rely on the old dictionary, which can be quite time consuming. My dyslexia has increased with age and strokes, many times I don’t catch misspelled words before forwarding e-mail. My punctuation is indeed lacking in every thing I write, but still I choose to write. If you could perhaps recommend a study guide or computer program, I will consider purchasing it and relearning at my own speed.
    Elizabeth, I am truly sorry for your feelings of embarrassment concerning any of my language skills or rather lack of language skills. I came on this blog to find answers.
    Most all of my questions have been answered. I can not assume that you understood my poem or the word “Unspeakable” in the context it was used. I make no apologies for my poem. I am thrilled to have someone of your experience and knowledge to enlighten me as to what a legitimate publisher would want in an amateur poetry contest. I wish you the best in your endeavors to win any of the legitimate contests. As far as myself, I will continue to write and relearn that which was forgotten in a moment of darkness. Cherokee

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