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"coordinator" poems
Corina Junghiatu is a bilingual poet/writer hailing from Romania. She holds a Master Degree in Philology and Phychopedagogy and likewise she graduated from The Faculty of Letters and Philosophy in Bucharest. She speaks five foreign languages. Corina has written and publishing two books of poetry: „Exile in the light” and „The ritual of a Sunrise”. She is Administrator and Publication Coordinator of Motivational Strips, editor of "Bharath Vision" website, and Chief Advisor of World Nations Writers' Union Kazakhstan. Corina has won many awards from international institutions of repute, for poetry. Recently, Corina Junghiatu, together with 350 poets and writers from 80 countries, received a certificate of appreciation for her entire literary activity, on the occasion of the 74th anniversary of the Independence Day of the Republic of India. This certificate was was handed by the famous writer Shiju H. Pallithazheth the Founder of Motivational Strips, World's Most Active Writers Forum and Padma Shree Dr. Vishnu Pandya, President of Gujarat Sahitya Akademy, a government institution of the state of Gujarat (India).
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Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 10:45 AM UTC
Corina Junghiatu awarded by Motivational Strips and Gujarat Sahitya Akademy.
for my friend, AJB, mother, artist why would anyone believe in invisible... coordinator of billions of trillions of interactions daily, the microscopic the telescopic at what level is there intercession where is the intervention, rhymed reasoning of impoverishing failing-me inadequate comprehension so here I am at 4:00 am wailing and complaining not so much at life's happenstance, not even a foolish why me uttered, talking to invisibility, demanding culpability at the very least an apology by that act admitting the fact that in conversation with parties invited and drop-ins welcome, in the silence sewn in the residence permanent of my mind's lobe of disquietude logic forgone, I am a believer, no understanding nor forgiving at the illogic of my tragedy mine, not so divine, wailing and complaining this my diatribe knowing your silence is a listening signature, my complaining and wailing my curse my blessing, my transmitting frequency of a multivariate equation demanding a solution too busy mastering the universe? your data base endless and unfathomable file this under audios of YouTubes of complaining and wailing, hoping you cleanse yourself with a good long listen
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 4:27 AM UTC
A Personal God - Wailing and Complaining
They called out on the loud speaker it's all out war we are fighting for resources funny that, I have been here before The flight coordinator, calls by the numbers I will be the 25th to fly we are so loaded with weaponry the poor ******** don't stand a chance It's just another war so get your butts to the hanger deck for we are powerfully adequate with our fleet that maims and wrecks By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 7:35 AM UTC
Get Your Butts To The Hanger Deck
Greetings David, I am employed by Fletchers Construction to be the Plant Coordinator at the Wellconnected Waterview Twin tunnel project underway beneath Sandringham in Auckland. My wife is a hardworking Senior Nurse @ Ascot hospital in Greenlane. For sanity, about six years ago, my wife and I bought a lifestyle block butting on to Egmont National Park @ 1250’ elevation. We built a beautiful alpine lodge, cut tracks down the heavily wooded escarpments, built bridges across two streams, reticulated roof water between tanks to a boulder built fishpond then to a shallow, stone rimmed lake which empties down an escarpment to the stream. We have planted hundreds of trees and shrubs on this property, rhododendrons of beautiful form and colour, magnolias, a forest of silver birch, oaks, tulip trees and acers. The property is a wonder of swooping hills and dips which, from it’s elevation, looks out over the grey Tasman sea toward Tasmania. Egmont looms in it’s white, pristine splendour over our left shoulder and the close, dark Puhakai range rears abruptly, spectacularly, betwixt the volcano and us. Growth here is slow because of the climate, the 300 inches of annual rainfall, the short summers and the depleted volcanic ash soil. I am 70 years old, my darling wife considerably younger….we both want to see our plantings grow to significance within our lifetime… Thus my request for access to your wonderful fish fertilizer. Respectfully M.
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 3:18 PM UTC
For Fish Fertilizer....
my kind of guy is quiet, sort of, my kind of guy wears long-sleeve striped shirt, my kind of guy has voice so warm and encouraging it makes me feel brave, my kind of guy listens to ed sheeran and sam smith and knows i love kelly clarkson, my kind of guy wears black shoes on daily basis like a charm, my kind of guy gives me a bottle of water when i was dehydrated without i even realized, my kind of guy saves the hardest thing for himself, my kind of guy sacrifices his own freedom for a friend, my kind of guy is ambitiously calming, my kind of guy babbles non-sense and laughs at his own jokes, my kind of guy receives a scholarship and is an internal field coordinator at student council, my kind of guy loves to listen to people like it's the bestest thing to do, my kind of guy has the kindest eyes and smile so endearing, the kind of smile that doesn't take away your breath but grows the even bigger smile on your face, my kind of guy is him, my kind of guy is the kind of guy i don't deserve.
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Mar 15, 2017
Mar 15, 2017 at 9:01 AM UTC
the kind of guy i love
There’s something about big cities. Something I can’t explain well. Something I can’t put into words. But I’ll try. I like being lost. I like being in the middle of a busy crowd A busy street, cool autumn breeze I like to think everything here has a story. No, sorry. Everyone here has a story. And yes, everything too. Three buildings and the tallest one in the middle A park, a church, a public library and a school. I like to think about people and their stories. A nun, a teenage mom, an engineer. A doctor, a student, a wedding coordinator. A housewife, a park ranger, a future architect. I want to live in a city this big I want to wake up in a loft somewhere in these buildings I love the thought of people and the stories they possess I also love the diversity, each difference. And as I was walking in the middle of a busy crowd Beneath skyscrapers Realizations hit me and just like everyone else And everything, I, too, have a story to tell.
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Nov 29, 2017
Nov 29, 2017 at 10:17 AM UTC
Big Cities & everything in between
well here she comes Mrs Mcgrady wearing her Sunday best mango orange chiffon hat baby blue white-flowered dress lemon-yellow scarf draped around her neck burgundy red comfortable shoes now clutching her sacred King James Version Bible tellin' folks thank you sweet Jesus for all of the blessin' ask God for forgiveness and He will save you like clockwork every Sunday Mrs McGrady arrives to church and prayer service singing about her how she found sweet Jesus now Lord have mercy in the amen corner well Mrs McGrady is music coordinator and she plays the piano for the church choir while singing heavenly off key
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Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 6:22 PM UTC
Singing Heavenly Off Key
Cinder Block State University Resists the Occupation Our social change internal journey to Diversity student coordinator Studying art facilitating a Safe space internally generate student Dreams of diversity dreaming diversity Art Installation students will write their Dreams on pieces of fabric and paper To help guide students to their dreams the general Path to diversity student coordinator It’s complicated project individual
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Mar 16, 2017
Mar 16, 2017 at 3:35 PM UTC
Cinder Block State University Resists the Occupation