Monthly Archives: September 2015

An update to my review page

I have updated the ‘Reviews of my books’ page (http://newauthoronline.com/reviews-of-my-books/) so as to include a number of recent reviews in respect of ‘Dalliance’.

When Guests Demand

The below is not aimed at the overwhelming majority of those who request to guest post on Newauthoronline, The vast majority of whom I feel privileged to host. It is aimed at the minority who seek to abuse the opportunities offered by me and my fellow bloggers.

 

 

I have always considered it an honour when blog owners agree to publish a guest post authored by me. I know from running my own blog that site owners are often extremely busy and it can be a time consuming business liaising with potential guest posters.

Most guests are politeness itself and I am privileged to have published a number of great articles by wonderful people. I have, however noticed a worrying trend with people contacting me saying words to the effect of

“I require one back link in return for my article and/or post”.

My Guest Post Submission guidelines (http://newauthoronline.com/guest-post-submissions/) already make it crystal clear that links to a poster’s website and other social media are welcome. Point 4 of the Guidelines reads

“Please do include links to your books, social media etc”.

Anyone taking the trouble to read the above will know that back links are positively encouraged. The fact a minority are not picking up on this indicates they are not taking the trouble to read my (and, I suspect) other site owner’s guest post guidelines. Furthermore it demonstrates a degree of rudeness. Such people are, in effect saying

“You are honoured that I am contacting you and it behoves you, as the blog owner to include whatever I ask you to”.

Sorry, but the person accepting the guest post is the host. One does not go into another’s home and demand such and such, nor should one do this when approaching bloggers.

Unfortunately I suspect I will receive further such rude requests and, from now on I will consign them to my deleted items folder.

 

Kevin

A 5 Star Review Of My Book, “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose”

On checking my reviews today I was delighted to see that “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose” has received the following 5 star review,

“I loved the sheer variety of the pieces in this book – and the lyrical nature of the writing. Most beautiful. Two, in particular, stood out for me: ‘Dark Angel’ and ‘The Great Cycle’. Both evoked the connection we have with the world – though in very different ways, one being a physical bond with the natural world, the other a more inanimate ‘friend’! I thoroughly recommend this exquisite little collection”.

(For the review please visit http://www.amazon.co.uk/review/R3PJBPNU2ESSIH/ref=cm_cr_rdp_perm?ie=UTF8&ASIN=B00QQVJC7E).

Many thanks to the reviewer for taking the time to read and review “Dalliance”.

 

Kevin

Digressing

A beautiful poem. Kevin

field of thorns's avatarfield of thorns

Artist, Emilia WilkArtist, Emilia Wilk

 

Digressing
Tanka Haiku Hybrid
September 05, 2015

I
As the seasons pass
Beyond the smoke and mirrors
Have you been counting
All of the full and new moons?
Last we spoke — it was the last

II
Did you know, Autumn?
She’s my dearest time of year
Please wait, I’m rambling
Her mystical amber glow
Afternoons’ yellow-beauty

III
She floods all the rooms
Ah, such a sight to behold
 View golden sunlight
Pass through playful swaying trees
Casts of prancing-dancing leaves

IV
Tell me you recall
Autumn is my favorite,
Magical you know!

V
I absolutely —
Love a grand blustery day
My mind can’t discern
Between swirling little birds
And the twirl of fall leaving

VI
Debris, discarded waste
That’s found lying on the ground
Scooped up, taking flight
Caught by a current of wind
Cradled, a zigzagging kite

VII
To see, realize
With eyes keen for true feelings

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Mail Order Bride

I swallowed my pride

and ordered a mail order bride.

She arrived posthaste at my place.

She was cross but pretty

Having travelled from a foreign city

In a cardboard box.

The mailman was shocked

When she knocked

To obtain release.

He called the police

Who attended our wedding feast!

Day Is Done…

This poem speaks for itself. Kevin

Austin's avatarThe Return of the Modern Philosopher

flagAs I do,

Every night

At this time,

When the sun

Disappears

From the sky,

I went out

To the porch

To take in

The flag.

I had learned

As a Boy Scout

That the flag

Should never

Be left

All alone

In the dark.

Tonight,

However,

A thought

Came to me

As I collected

Old Glory.

Here it was,

A long,

Holiday weekend,

And once again,

I was

All

By

Myself.

No one

Would be coming

To make sure

I wasn’t left

All alone

On the porch

In the dark.

bookheartI feel

As if

My heart

Has been flying

At half mast

For

Far

Too

Long.

Day is done,

Gone the sun

As well as

The love

That once

Warmed my heart.

As always,

I will hang out

The flag

Again tomorrow.

I will

Also allow

My lonely heart

To long

For the love

It so

Desperately

Misses.

Another…

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Under The Stars

Looking for a saviour under the stars

Men slow then stop their cars.

Girls under street lamps stand

Waiting for their lord’s command.

Needle pricks scar their arms

Still men discern a certain charm.

Girls think of their next fix

Man moistens his dry lips.

“I seek a saviour of a kind

In the hope some inner peace I may find”

He says shuddering at her needle lines.

“Your saviour I will be

Provided you can pay my fee.

A girl must live. Love isn’t free”,

She says gazing at a distant tree.

She thinks of her girlhood not so long ago

Of trees their boughs bent under the weight of snow.

She thinks “once I could not be bought

Before hard drugs their damage rought”.

The man holds out cold hard cash

She takes it with a bitter laugh.

Stepping in through the car’s open door

She wonders if she can take much more.

Her eyes fixed on the stars above

As he makes what he calls love.

She thinks of the knife at home

How easy to end it when all alone.

The pain is there behind his eyes

Inwardly two souls cry.

He stares at the moon above

Desperately probing for a kind of love.

Afterwards two empty vessels they depart

Both with sore and aching hearts.

Should Prostitution Be Decriminilised?

Below is a  discussion regarding the decision of Amnesty International to support the decriminilisation of prostitution. There are some interesting points made on both sides of the argument.

(In  the UK it is legal for someone over the age of 18 to buy or sell sex provided the sex worker is not subjected to coercion. It  is an absolute offence to pay for sex with a  person who has been forced into prostitution irrespective of whether the person handing over money is aware that the prostitute is being forced.

Many of the activities associated with prostitution are illegal. It  is illegal to profit from another’s involvement in prostitution and brothels are prohibited).

http://www.mumsnet.com/Talk/womens_rights/2437312-Amnesty-International-policy-on-prostitution?pg=1