Will you vote for Short Prose again? I just did! Her poem “the biblical sense of the know” runs first at Spillwords Press NYC

Seeing as my reblogs of Gabriela are the most liked of all my posts, I’m sure some of you will definitely will click the –> link <– and vote right now. If its not your first inclination to vote, would you please click here and read the poem and if you like it please vote.

From short-prose-fiction on March 26, 2020 

My Dear Readers,

My poem the “biblical sense of to know” runs first for Publication of the Month at Spillwords Press. Will you please vote for me again?

You can vote here under Publication of the Month, after Author of the Month.

You can read the poem here.

You do not need to have a Spillwords account to vote though it is easy to open one. You can vote with your Twitter or your FB account.

  1. Publications are nominated 100% based on the popularity within the last 30 days
  2. The voting will begin on the 26th of each month at 12:00am Eastern Time
  3. The voting will last for 4 Days

There are several authors nominated for author of the month.
If you like any of them please vote.

Thank you for your vote and congratulations to all nominees.

Yours

Gabriela

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)
Via: Will you vote for me again? at Spillwords Press NYC — Short Prose

I know my loyal followers and liker’s will click… Thank you folk for taking a second to click a couple of links. Her stuff is wonderful and she deserves every click. She has filled my days with beautiful words, and I tried to pass that beauty on to you all and never knew it would attract so many poets with so many more beautiful words from you talented writers. In this time of world wide fear and upheaval these words that make us think of beauty, happiness and passions and help both the readers and the writers feel better by giving an outlets for the pent up stress we all are experiencing. You’ve all helped me express and cope better with all the current intensity in my life. Thank you all for your support. The strange synchronicity and the apocalyptic feeling everyone in our mountain valley got spun into by our earthquake just after they decided to class it a pandemic still has us all thinking,, whats next?? This year has been like that for everyone to some extent. The more we come together and support each other the better we cope with this intense time of of unrepresented change and potentiality of death. It’s the same for everyone, for someone we all know is at very high risk at this time and we have contemplated the loss.
Sorry for my bluntness.
Stay well and stay close to your higher power.

Don’t forget to vote for Gabriela. 👍❤
THANK YOU ALL!!

Poetry book Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings coming soon at Vita Brevis Press. — Short Prose

Via: My poetry book Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings coming soon at Vita Brevis Press. — Short Prose

My poetry book Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings coming soon at Vita Brevis Press under the pen name Gabriela Marie Milton.

From the back cover:

“This is a mesmerizing collection of poetry. Gabriela Marie Milton’s lines teem with life, passion, and introspective courage.” 
Brian Geiger, editor of Vita Brevis

“With lush language and lavish imagery, Gabriela Marie Milton evokes a fantastic world ripe with emotion.”
Christina Schwarz, the author of the New York Times Bestseller “Drowning Ruth.”

I am deeply grateful to the Italian poet Flavio Almerighi for translating some of the poems included in this book in Italian.

I am also grateful to all of you for reading my work and supporting me in my journey of poetry.

Gabriela

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)
please read my Spillwords Author of the Year (2019) interview here 

Very cool Gabriela!

Friday the thirteenth #poem #poetry — Short Prose

don’t wait for me
please find another lover
I’m riding camels with the Bedouins
I’ll enter Alexandria by morning
the day Mark Anthony committed suicide
don’t wait for me
please find another lover
I’m in the Île de la Cité
on Friday the thirteenth
the Friday which forever will be feared
the smell of burning flesh is choking me
the Knights Templar are shedding…

Friday the thirteenth #poem #poetry — Short Prose

My Author of the Year Interview with Spillwords Press #author — Short Prose

Via: short prose fiction

My Dear Readers,

I am humbled that I was voted Author of the Year at Spillwords Press.  Thank you to everyone who voted for me, and thank you to the wonderful team at Spillwords Press (NYC).

“…from the writings of the titans coming from the Latin American space to the writings of their counterparts coming from the Slavic space. Yes, I am an American, but I am also a child of Europe. I have been fascinated, mesmerized, frightened, brought to tears…” 

You can read my interview here: Author of the Year 2019 Interview 

Yours,
Gabriela

I’m so happy for you Gabrela! It is so great to see you get rewarded for your talent. I must say again, it’s not only about helping you, it’s more that you have helped me by your spirit attracting the best followers. You add some of the right elements into my Alchemical boiling pot. My chemistry here would not be right without “Chemical Gabriela” so thanks for all you do! Congratulations again!

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My Author of the Year Interview with Spillwords Press #author — Short Prose

and…love… #love poem #poetry — Short Prose

and…love… #love poem #poetry
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and…
this night is jasmine and is sand
the trees are fingers with no end
the earth has eyes
the tears have thighs

you…
you are the voice of lonely heights
I am the day without sights
a leaf is falling on my hips
into the air a form of lips

and…
your touches hide in poetry
a flower faints with jealousy
your dreams taste like forbidden fruits
the sea grows almonds and grows roots

yet…
the story didn’t write its end
my eyes and yours are a blend
and…
love…

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela M)

image: Vaclav Taus; Shutterstock; [link]

I should have been patient this morning.
Up at 05:00 AM and way too much Coffee.

❤ “In quoting others, we cite ourselves.” — Julio Cortázar

and…love… #love poem #poetry — Short Prose

😊

Valencia #poem #poetry — Short Prose

a bird awakes the moon
a fish turns in my dreams
algae wrap around my wrists 
Valencia, I just saw you in his eyes
his skin is madness
made of sandalwood

the smell of autumn paves the way
loves lost on lonely cobbled streets
a shadow dances on the wall
a pen writes on a table by itself
on a deck
a sailor flips a coin
dreams,
dust of desiccated lands

impressions, fingers on the pillow
under a purple sky
dried wounds
Valencia,
this room is loneliness,
alienation,
and smells of sandalwood

@short-prose-fiction

Valencia #poem #poetry — #Short-prose […]

Valencia #poem #poetry — Short Prose

the train to Vienna #love poem #poetry — Short Prose

let’s take the train and go to Vienna rent a room for a night and then waltz in your arms the waist of the night trembles fingertips touch a blue door which is locked I sit barefoot on the floor the windows’ eyelashes are yellow and drunk your voice moves stones in a lonely graveyard to bury the tears I cry and lonely…

the train to Vienna #love poem #poetry — Short Prose

profuse desires #poem #poetry — Short Prose

rolling like waves on white marble sandsroaring like tigers looking for preyhowling like winds in gray towns of ghostsresting on sofas like courtesans… 20 more words

profuse desires #poem #poetry — Short Prose

I used to lift free weights when I was a soldier, and marriage made me lazy because I no longer wanted to impress young women. I got soft over ten years and the damage to my spine slowly caused stenosis in my c-spine enough to need pain medication’s. I guess I wasn’t the guy she fell for at 17. I learned she’s very selfish and a gay feminist dark Wicca Priestess, who’s now in a coven in the Newport OR area. I guess she also was not the young 17 year old woman I fell for in June 1983, and married on valentines 1990 after cohabitation long enough to feel I could trust her.

Thank you! I was voted Author of the Year (2020) at Spillwords Press #award — Short Prose

My Dear Readers, I was voted author of the Year at Spillwords Press NYC (2020). I am deeply grateful to those of you who voted for me. Thank you to you, and to the incredible team who runs Spillwords Press. I am deeply humbled and honored by this recognition. However, I’ve never written for the…

Thank you! I was voted Author of the Year (2020) at Spillwords Press #award — Short Prose

Congratulations Short Prose!

I was wishing for it, when I cast my vote for you. You deserve it. Your very talented and sharing your work has brought life into my blog. I’m happy for you.

The Angel of God #poem #prose poem #short prose #flash fiction — Short Prose

The Angel of God #poem #prose poem #short prose #flash fiction

He comes back only when the Angel of God makes blue and yellow rings fall asleep on my fingers.
One night he swore his oaths upon our unmade bed and the river Styx.
His guitar swore its oaths upon a red rose.
This is not the time of year when his tears – chariots of fire – fall from the sky.
Neither that day of spring when I lie in bed covered by wedding veils.
Those are the only times when his soul plays guitar behind the Japanese screen in my bedroom.
You couldn’t hear him playing in the library.
So, what did you really hear?
Do you believe that his ghost hides inside his portrait hanging on the wall?
Oh, no! This is not a Harry Potter fantasy. His soul is not inside any portrait.
Now, I think it’s time for you to leave.
Why? Are you asking me why?
You saw the inscription below his portrait: granted just a quote he loved.

There are only three things to be done with a woman. You can love her, suffer for her, or turn her into literature.

Here’s your answer. You can’t do any of those things. So, you better leave.
No, his soul wasn’t here tonight.
Tonight, it is I who speaks, not him.

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela M)

Short Prose
image: Anna Ismagilova; Shutterstock; [link]
quote attribution: Lawrence Durrell, Justine

The Angel of God #poem #prose poem #short prose #flash fiction — Short Prose


Outstanding work Gabriela