James Gordon Presents Revenge of the Orgasm (Soaking Wet Edition) (Lust Series)

Join Ms. Reason as she interviews Author James Gordon also known as G.P.A. (Greatest Poet Alive) is the author of four books of Poetry (The Confessional Heart of a Man, The Book of 24 Orgasms, The Mind of a Poetic Unsub, and Revenge of the Orgasm), contributed to several anthologies, and has released one cd (The G.P.A. Experience). He is the winner of the Moth Storytelling Slam, Poetry Pentathlon, and Black Essence Award, as well as having been nominate Poet of the Year for three years and Book of the Year twice. Currently, G.P.A. has added acting to his resume with two movies (Persian Version and Animals) and television shows (Chicago PD, Chicago Fire, and Mind Games). G.P.A. proudly claims Chicago as his home.

Show Date: March 6, 2014
Show Time: 6 pm Est.
ShowLink:
http://www.blogtalkradio.com/themsreasonshow/2014/03/06/james-gordon-presents-revenge-of-the-orgasm-soaking-wet-edition-lust-series

Where to find the Author

Book –  Buy on Amazon

Website– www.iblowyourmind.com

Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/pages/GPA-Greatest-Poet-Alive-Livingston

Twitter – http://www.twitter.com/gr8estpoetalive

Email– GPALoep@yahoo.com

Appearances– James Gordon via email at gpa3022@gmail.com

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Love is SkyN Deep

 

Love is SkyN Deep is a beautiful poetic love story by Author Martin Bryant!

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“The Wild Swans at Coole” Park

 

I wanted to share this poem with you because the swan to me is one of the most beautiful birds. It represents how I feel about my existence. The mesmerizing beauty and characteristics of the Swan” is representative of (myself).

The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones
Are nine-and-fifty swans.

The nineteenth autumn has come upon me
Since I first made my count;
I saw, before I had well finished,
All suddenly mount
And scatter wheeling in great broken rings
Upon their clamorous wings.

I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,
And now my heart is sore.
All’s changed since I, hearing at twilight,
The first time on this shore,
The bell-beat of their wings above my head,
Trod with a lighter tread.

Unwearied still, lover by lover,
They paddle in the cold
Companionable streams or climb the air;
Their hearts have not grown old;
Passion or conquest, wander where they will,
Attend upon them still.

But now they drift on the still water,
Mysterious, beautiful;
Among what rushes will they build,
By what lake’s edge or pool
Delight men’s eyes when I awake some day
To find they have flown away?

Poem By W. B. Yeats