Treasuring Poetry – Meet poet, Ray Whitaker, and a review

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Today, I am delighted to welcome poet and editor of Masticadores Canada, Ray Whitaker, as my September Treasuring Poetry guest. You can find Masticadores Canada here: https://masticadorescanada.wordpress.com/ and the general submission guidelines are here: https://masticadorescanada.wordpress.com/submissions-guidelines/.

Tell us a bit about Ray Whitaker and your journey to becoming a poet.

All writers and poets are writing out of “the Self” however there are directions that the self speaks into, that change. Now Ray’s writing is to put foremost in his work, just who he is writing for. He intends on writing for the everyday man and woman. He firmly believes that poems need to reach into the everyday person’s pictures in their minds, and engage with those. This is where he aims to make a difference in his creative writing. He’s fulfilled when he sees that his work is provoking thought in his readers. Ray has six books published, and two chapbooks. His work has been published in fourteen different countries. He’s working on two new manuscripts now.

Ray was a Delegate to both the 2023-24 Writer’s International Panorama Festival in January, and is a Delegate to the 2025 Festival He participates regularly with several zoom poetic events worldwide. Among them, he has been spotlighted on a US National Poetry broadcast from Quintessential Listening Poetry Online Radio In April, ’24; and also an International Poetry Recital hosted by The Fertile Minds out of India this past April 19th, 2025. In May ‘26 he was the reading featured poet in David Leo Sirois’ Spoken Word Online, associated with Spoken Word Paris. He was a one of the featured Poets on Mayori Literature associated
with Poetry Global Network this past August. He is Moderator for Michael Lee Johnson’s FB “My Voice,Your Words- Poetry In Action” page; and Editor for Masticadores Canada Journal.

Can be found at FB: Whitjr1, his personal website is “raywhitakerpoet.com” and at Masticadores Canada. wordpress.masticadores.canada.com

What is your favourite style for writing poems and why?

I have to say that my favorite style, or form, of poetry writing is American Freestyle. I do not stick to a particular form, which is how I have lived my life as well. Being rather disciplined about being un-disciplined, I have continually engaged this “form” as a Poet.

I have written poems in several different forms. However, do not consider the sonnets I have written to fine examples of that form. Haiku is another form, that I feel my works are pretty good.

If I ever take a Masters degree in Creative Writing, it is possible that that educational endeavor will expose me to the many other forms of Poetry. Here, I must also say that I have a difficult time considering myself as a “Poet”. I am well-read in preceding poets, altho there are many I still intend to read the work of. I am continually humbled by the Men and Women Poets that have walked before me. There is a part of me that resides in comparison with these acclaimed individuals, and I always wonder how history will judge my work.

Which of your own poem is your favourite?

Ahh, this is a hard Q to answer.

I have a handful of poems that I consider especially near and dear. You want one to suffice to answer this Q. So I will attempt to choose one!
After much soul searching, here are two [I simply cannot choose one!]:
The first piece, NO WAR, is a honest memorial to my own Father. Written many years ago. He was my hero, as I was coming along, and even to this day. His examples still resides in me, those of courage, determination, resilience and ability.

The second piece, BLACK BISON, is a current favorite of mine. Written last month, in August. It reflects a couple of my loves:
–my memories of dreams, that I write down every morning after waking.
–my love for Nature and it’s remarkable diversity, my awe of God’s creations.

NO WAR

My Father did not plant fruit trees
or a garden with any sort of vegetable,
like a tomato plant, or peppers.


It was I that planted, harvested all of that.


His example did not lodge with me
never having flown down from the sky
wrapped in a fighter plane

machine guns blazing towards a ground confined enemy
they there, trembling in fear, hiding from
his bullets and bombs thrown while in God’s bubble.


I loved him so, yet my path differed


the healing arts chose me as sure as water churns in rapids
born unafraid of cleaning up lacerations, wiping blood from torn flesh
when someone’s life was seeping away


staunching the flow
with giving a damn ever present, it was
acceptable risk to be in combat with purulent infection

.
He was a great man even having never planted a plum tree


his bravery and deciding loving family decisions made
did lodge with me, so it is now that he is gone
as it was when he, my best friend, was still here amongst us


his courage tempered my abundant compassion
like the wind rippling the fall colors
in an autumn high plains field.


I can’t fly a fighter plane
or command a tactical sortie in dive bombing a bridge


I have come home with blood on my scrubs tho
bearing stains from other’s wounds, having worked
like a mule plowing furrows, towards healing Life’s casualties


and I have planted plum trees, some were for him
his face peering out from the green leaves
feeling his hands on the shovel with mine.

BLACK BISON
Out of the grey mists of dreams
he approached me
friendly, stepping carefully
to stand silently beside
nuzzled me in friendship
no words were spoken
even so, there was a communication
on these green grassy plains
daylight, now under a blue sky
few clouds going where they will
a sudden gentle breeze blew
while we were standing together.


I put my arm around his great neck
a loving embrace
like between two friends,
a closeness unrivaled
beast and human
not threatening
as in a natural place
without fear.


Black bison then spoke to me
out of the times and places
his story was quite clear
about the millions of his clan murdered
for skins and bones,
of the mountains of skulls piled,
and the shock
of The First Peoples.


Then we spoke about the strength of endurance
the hidden qualities of independent self reliance
the answered prayers when abundance appeared
of prosperity
a sign of depth
a grounding for the unknown future.
There was no longer a mist about,
dapper sunlight beat down
upon our faces.
A sense of purpose
towards the highest
those hunting grounds of the conscious,
the resilience of the qualities of twoness
our eyes met, again
speaking, Human
told Bison of the path
toward that place
where thoughts were as a dream


when The Peace was sought and found
there Human and Bison lived together
and did not have
the hypocrisy of carelessness
of the weakness producing impatience
of oversensitive intolerance
where prayers were for the tremendous events
within the Great Mystery.

Which poem by another poet is your favourite?

Another difficult Q to answer. Did you stay up nights dreaming up Q’s that were incredibly rich, for folks like us to answer?

I have around 150 books of Poetry on my library shelves. There are many from The Dead Poets Society [credit given to Robin William’s movie by the same name], as well as the flock of remarkable Poets writing today. I really love many of them.

Among them, I should mention a few of my “Poet Heroes.” These are the Poets I really love, their many works, and are the ones I am going to choose that answer to this incredibly difficult Q. They are The Irishman Seamus Heaney, the American Billy Collins, the Swede Tomas Transtormer, the Native American N.
Scott Momaday, the American Woman Mary Oliver…. are but a few.
You really are going to make me choose one…. hmmm….
I recently lost a Dear Cousin, and was asked to read a poem at her funeral. This is the one, by Tomas Transtormer:

THE HALF FINISHED HEAVEN, by Tomas Transtormer
from his book by the same name, 2001, Greywolf Press, pp 23.

Cowardice breaks off on its path.
Anguish breaks off on its path.
The vulture breaks off in its flight.


The eager light runs into the open
even ghosts take a drink.


And our paintings see the air,
red beasts of ice-age studios.


Everything starts to look around.
We go out in the sun by hundreds.


Every person is a half-open door
leading to a room for everyone.


The endless field under us.


Water glitters in the trees.


The lake is a window into the earth.

What’s next for Ray Whitaker?

I have discovered a new true love in my late sixties. It isn’t a Woman; I have been lucky enough to have two real loves with significant Women in my Life. Both of them are gone now. Now in my seventies, it is the writing of poems. In my mantra of undisciplined discipline, I choose to do something creative every day.

So, look for a new book of poems most every year, a regular highlighting of other Poets worth reading, and a developing interest in getting out there -Globally- with my own Poems.

Picture caption: Cover of Animals by Ray Whitaker featuring dense woodlands

I have enjoyed some of this poet’s writing on-line so I was pleased to see he had some published collections. When I saw the title and blurb for Animals I was thrilled as I am a huge animal lover. I was not disappointed as this book is packed full of wonderful tributes to the fauna that inhabits Ray Whitaker’s world. The collection also features glorious word pictures of the landscapes comprising the eastern range of the Rockies in Colorado. I have never visited this part of the world but the poet’s descriptions left me feeling as if I was experiencing it all in person.

The poems cover a wide range of experiences of the natural kingdom from rare and shy wild animals to domestic pets and also working animals. One of the poems about the amazing relationship between a dog and his human that has stayed with me is Warrior Loves a Dog. This is a short extract from this powerful poem:
“he and his dog sense
they could be, just perhaps
are but one in the present
and also in the past,
bridging a Love so absent
in those red enemy skies”

On the other side of the coin of the animal world are wild creatures in the wilderness. This extract is from a poem called In a Tent on the Bear Preserve and captures the joy of camping in a bear preserve and experiencing a bear in its natural environment from a close proximity:
“The Black Bear walked nearby on the lake’s rocky shore,
Careless in moving stones about
her tracks distinguish, define
there are no fish to catch in this place.
The tracks move away from where the waves lap
vanishing as silent as a leaf falling in the wood.”

Other poems pay tribute to the rivers and mountains. One such poem is Two Rivers which describes the power of two rivers meeting and joining forces becoming “one mighty flow.”

There are also some reflections on the benefits of engaging with nature and embracing its harmony and peace. Walking That Old Road Again is one such poem and I loved this verse:
“You can sit on the place of the broad, open bank
with your feet in the water
sunlight and water splashing on wet toes, it’s just sterling
wondering where next is it you need to go,
to continue to grow,
which path is there, to take you to destiny cares.”

A beautiful collection that will bring peace and gratitude into your heart and soul.

Picture caption: Writing impromptu, and reading that original verse to live jazz music in Colorado Springs in 2025.

I have long aspired to be a writer since I was young. Throughout my writing journey, I struggled with finding my voice. When I wrote my first fantasy book Dragon’s Breath I discovered my voice for the first time. Writing fantasy for young adults has become a passion of mine. I hope to create more work in the future that people can enjoy. With enough hard work and effort, anyone can archive their goals.

About Robbie Cheadle

Picture caption: Robbie Cheadle author picture

South African author and illustrator, Robbie Cheadle, has written and illustrated sixteen children’s books, illustrated a further three children’s books, and written and illustrated three poetry books. Her work has also appeared in poetry and short story anthologies.

Robbie also has two novels and a collection of short stories published under the name of Roberta Eaton Cheadle and has horror, paranormal, and fantasy short stories featured in several anthologies under this name.

You can find Robbie Cheadle’s artwork, fondant and cake artwork, and all her books on her website here: https://www.robbiecheadle.co.za/

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LINDSEY’S WRITING PRACTICE: A Review

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Backstories Poems by Maryfrances Wagner A REVIEW by Lindsey Martin-Bowen

Book Cover: Backstories, Poems, by Maryfrances Wagner

No doubt, this collection by established teacher and poet Maryfrances Wagner reveals

stories may rightfully appear in the form of poetry, too. Certainly, these 52 poems evoke laughter, tears, and definite insights to the chaotic world of high school students from the late 1960s though the 2000s.

For Wagner, teaching was a lifelong quest. “In third grade, I told my family I wanted to be a teacher,” she recalls. Thus, Wagner requested a desk for Christmas, and received a fine roll-top. The next year, she requested a chalk board and received one.

Then, she asked for books, “so I could start creating lessons.”

By sixth grade, she employed these tools to teach neighborhood children a week of “Bible school.”

“The passion never ebbed, I walked into my first year of high school juniors as

though I’d been teaching for years,” she recalled. “After all, I had, but what I didn’t know was how much I would learn about my students, myself, human nature, and inequality during the years I taught.”

The section of poems about—and sometimes written by—her students, opens with “Chuck,” a student in one of her high school classes, who

“. . .takes a seat so close he taps my desk.

Every day a Polo, dress pants, buttery loafers . . .

He’s 18, I’m 21. He doesn’t treat me as his teacher

ready to discuss Lord of the Flies. Behind his silky

voice and Gucci shoes, I see his mean. He instigates

fights and whacks small boys, particularly Juan—”

The poem entails what happens when the bully Chuck attacked the scholarly Juan (somewhat equivalent to “Piggy” in Lord of the Flies) in the restroom, resulting in an ambulance arriving at the high school. Wagner’s poem notes that when “the gurney arrived, Juan

was unconscious. Chuck earned his last credits

on Homebound. Juan’s parents moved to Texas.

A door had opened into a new darkness. . .”

Yet, such a traumatic experience didn’t stop Wagner from pursuing her dream. In her journals, she never quit, but documented these and other events, which she later transformed into poems.

Obviously, most of the poems don’t contain such violence, and the collection includes humorous events, sorrowful, and ironic passages in four sections, interlaced with collages Wagner created, among them, “Future?” “That Fault in Ourselves” (which includes a photo of Julius Caesar’s bust”), “Up a Tree,” containing a photo of the cover for A Separate Peace, “Hope,” including Dickinson’s line ‘hope is the thing with feathers,” “Homework,” which centers around a profile of a youth with the word “Promise” across its forehead.

Indeed, the humorous and thoughtful poems especially caught my attention, such as in, “My Sophomores View the Eclipse,” wherein the class “set aside Brutus’s soliloquy” (from Julius Caesar) “to poke pinholes into paper, tear a second sheet for viewing. . .” and “Worthy of her role as Casca, Emily stabs her paper five times.”

Plus, Wagner includes a found poem that evokes chuckles, “The Sophomores Study Grammar: A Found Poem,” containing such delightful lines as

“Why do we have to study grammar? We already

know how to speak and understand each other.

“You expect us to learn all this in one unit?

I’ve never heard of a verbal in all my life, only gerbils.”

One of the most fascinating sections of this collection includes “The Detention Suite,” comprising poems written solely by students during detention. Here, Wagner reveals she was a teacher “ahead of her time.” How so? Rather than using the school’s standard detention room, she designed her own detention, wherein, in lieu of punishment, student were encouraged to explore why they “acted out.”

I endorse such wisdom: Perhaps by learning how to understand and better meet their emotional needs, “problem” students may more easily grow into adults in lieu of into narcissists, who must—and often cruelly—demand center stage. And not only that, reading these poems by students evoked many chuckles. These are the openings of

some of my favorites:

“Brandon Langford Talks Through Detention”

“. . . I don’t even understand why I have detention.

You tell us to say what we think. I spoke

my thoughts, and that’s my right. My dad

does it all the time, freedom of speech,

and we cheer. Well, we did. He’s a combat vet,

but now he’s in prison for child porn

and hitting my mom. She’s glad he’s gone. . . ”

“Danielle Dances in a Mosh Pit”

“What did you do

last weekend?

You probably

sharpened pencils

or bought

new red pens.

I’m only

kidding.

Me and Carly went

to a headbanger

and danced

in a mosh pit.

We were the only

girls in there. . .”

“Niki Comes in Complaining”

“I still don’t why I’m here. I’m one of your best

students, I turn in my work, and I read the dreadful

literature you assign us like it means something

to me. I probably should zip my mouth before I say

what I think, but how can I relate to Hester Pryne? . . .”

“Scott Whittington II Stoops to Detention”

“I should not have to be here.

Do you know who my father is?

He has a street named after him.

He could get you into so much trouble.

At the least, you can expect a call. . .”

“Holly Keeps on Talking through Detention”

“Well, here I am, nd I’m gonna try not to talk

nonstop since that’s the reason I’m here, but

you know me. Mostly, I can’t help myself like

when Jeff Bell was nominated for homecoming

queen. That was big news. . .”

“Libby Steps in for Her Brother Connor”

“Hey, I know I’m not the one who’s

supposed to serve detention, but I’m

Connor’s proxy today. He has to work

a baseball game. He’s one of the lucky

ones who got a job with the Royals.

He’s been busy looking up sources

for hemp for his research paper. Your

class is one of the few he attends. He wants

that college credit even though he’s late.

After all, it’s first hour. He has a to

of excuses for missing other classes. . .”

“Brian Baker Dishes Out”

“Do you wonder at all why I hide in the hall

or want passes to the bathroom? I hate

working in groups. They hand me questions

and say, You’re the one, man, like that’s going

to make me wanna help them. Anything I say

hangs in the air like a comic bubble. I’m

in the wrong place. I like to read Aristotle,

and everyone looks at me like I’m trying

to suck up. Who would I be sucking up to?

You never assigned Aristotle. I read

Homer and Shakespeare, too, and I don’t

need your help. You should leave me alone

and be happy that I am busy learning. . .”

“Carlos Martinez Has His Say in Detention”

“Some teachers overlook little things,

like talking or not having homework. I laugh

in the face of homework, and I’m not giving

back this pencil I borrowed because you gave me

detention, It’s mine now. You expect too much,

and those emails you send my mom do no good.

She shows them to me, and we laugh. . .”

Finally, as another teacher (albeit, never for high school), I can especially

relate to one of the poems Maryfrances Wagner wrote in the final section of Backstories, entitled, “Grading,” from which I included most lines—not all—to avoid violating copyright laws:

“We’ve watched

the moon sag

into tomorrow,

ready to set down

our pens. . .

They argued

their case,

we ours—

more detail,

another example,

better verbs. . .

Ink glides its

well-oiled

ball bearings,

eager to praise

a phrase,

to find

a moment

of thought.

Along with serving as Missouri’s Sixth Poet Laureate from 2021-2023, Maryfrances Wagner was the 2020 Missouri Individual Artist of the Year. She serves as a co-editor of I-70 Review and as president of The Writers Place board and programming chair. He poetry collection Red Silk, recently re-issued by BookMark Press. Won the Thorpe Menn book award and was first runner up in the Eric Hoffer Legacy Award 2024 and short-listed for the Grand Prize Poetry. Her poems have appeared in many notable poetry journals nationwide, including New Letters, Midwest Quarterly, Laurel Review, Main Street Rag, Rattle, Voices in Italian Americana, and Unsettling America: An Anthology of Contemporary Multicultural Poetry (Penguin). More than nineof her poetry collections have been released by various publishers.

Thank you, Maryfrances Wagner, for penning such an engaging collection.

—Lindsey Martin-Bowen

About Lindsey Martin-Bowen

On Halloween 2023, redbat books released Lindsey Martin-Bowen’s 7th poetry collection, CASHING CHECKS with Jim Morrison. Her 4th collection, Where Water Meets the Rock, was nominated for a Pulitzer; her 3rd, CROSSING KANSAS with Jim Morrison was a finalist in the QuillsEdge Press 2015-2016 Contest. In 2017, it won the Kansas Writers Assn award, “Looks Like a Million.” Writer’s Digest gave her “Vegetable Linguistics” an Honorable Mention in its 85th Annual (2017) Contest. Her Inside Virgil’s Garage (Chatter House Press 2013) was a runner-up in the 2015 Nelson Poetry Book Award. McClatchy Newspapers named her Standing on the Edge of the World (Woodley Press/Washburn University) was one of the Ten Top Poetry Books of 2008. It was nominated for a Pen Award.

Author and Poet, Lindsey Martin Bowen

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In Touch with Nature – The Vulnerable Southern Ground Hornbill

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I was very excited to see a flock of nine southern ground hornbills during my recent trip to the Kruger National Park in South Africa. These birds are classified as endangered in South African, Namibia, Lesotho, and Eswatini (previously Swaziland) and are listed internationally as vulnerable by the IUCN. I have only seen these birds once before in a national park and it was from a distance so I couldn’t get good photographs. I may never see another one of these birds so I will treasure these photographs.

Thunderbirds (freestyle poem)

Picture caption: Male southern ground hornbill on the run – side profile

Hearing the low

resonating rumble

you expected a lion

not a flock

of thunderbirds

Dominant pairs

performing

a deep-base duet

The bright red

balloon-like wattle

below their bills

acting like a drum

The echoing sound

amplified

by natural air pockets

inside their head bones

which magnify

their low, booming call

allowing it to carry

for over four kilometers

across the veld

Predators with feathers

small animals lie low

when a party

is out foraging

They snap up

lizards, small birds,

tortoises, rodents,

and even snakes

as big as puff adders

Endangered due

to slow breeding

a pair raising

only two chicks

in a nine year cycle

one of which

will survive

Not a lion

something much better

Picture caption: Male southern ground hornbill from the front. You can see the wattle-like pound at his throat.

Interesting facts about Southern Ground Hornbills

  • The southern ground hornbill is the largest hornbill species on Earth.
  • These striking, turkey-sized birds stand up to 130 cm tall, weight between 3.3 and 4.4 kgs and have a wingspan reaching nearly 2 meters.
  • These birds can fly up to 18 miles an hour.
  • Their jet-black feathers, yellow eyes and bright red throats make these birds highly recognisable.
  • Ground hornbills have lived up to 70 years in captivity. This makes them one of the world’s longest-lived birds.
  • These birds are highly territorial with family groups of up to 10 individuals protecting large areas of territory.
  • Ground hornbills are monogamous and pair for life unless their mate dies.
Picture caption: Adult southern ground hornbill and a juvenile with sooty brown feathers.
Picture caption: my favourite of my pictures of the southern ground hornbill with the sun shining on his shiny black feathers.
Picture caption: A close up of the male southern ground hornbill
Picture caption: Frontal photograph of a southern ground hornbill in the thick veld grass

About Robbie Cheadle

Picture caption: Robbie Cheadle author photograph 2025

Roberta Eaton Cheadle, is a South African writer and poet specialising in historical, paranormal, and horror novels and short stories. She is an avid reader in these genres and her writing has been influenced by famous authors including Bram Stoker, Edgar Allan Poe, Amor Towles, Stephen Crane, Enrich Maria Remarque, George Orwell, Stephen King, and Colleen McCullough.

Roberta has two published novels and a collection of short stories and has horror, paranormal, and fantasy short stories included in several anthologies. She is also a contributor to the Ask the Authors 2022 (WordCrafter Writing Reference series).

Roberta is also the author and illustrator of seventeen children’s books, illustrator to a further three children’s books, and the author and illustrator of four poetry books published under the name of Robbie Cheadle, and has poems and short stories featured in several anthologies under this name.

Roberta’s blog features discussions about classic books, book reviews, poetry, and photography. https://roberta-writes.com/.

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Midnight Roost: Weird and Creepy Stories: 20 authors bring your nightmares to life in 23 stories of ghosts, paranormal phenomenon and the horror from the dark crevasses of their minds. Stories of stalkers, both human and supernatural, possession and occult rituals, alien visitations of the strange kind, and ghostly tales that will give you goosebumps. These are the tales that will make you fear the dark. Read them at the Midnight Roost… if you dare. https://www.amazon.com/Midnight-Roost-Kaye-Lynne-Booth-ebook/dp/B0CL6FPLVJ

Midnight Garden: Where Dark Tales Grow: 17 authors bring you 21 magnificent dark tales. Stories of magic, monsters and mayhem. Tales of murder and madness which will make your skin crawl. These are the tales that explore your darkest fears. Read them in the Midnight Garden… if you dare. https://www.amazon.com/Midnight-Garden-Where-Tales-Anthology-ebook/dp/B0DJNDQJD3

Midnight Oil: Stories to Fuel Your Nightmares: 14 authors bring you 16 dark tales that explore your deepest fears. These are the stories which nightmares are made of. Tales of monsters, mayhem, and madness which will make you shiver in the dark. Read them while you burn the Midnight Oil… if you dare. https://books2read.com/Midnight-Oil


Treasuring Poetry – Meet poet and author Jan Sikes and a review

A riverbed with stones, water, and grasses. Text: Treasuring Poetry with Robbie Cheadle and KAye Lynne Booth

I’m delighted to welcome author and poet, Jan Sikes, as this month’s Treasuring Poetry guest. Jan is the author of a significant number of novels, novellas and short stories and she has recently published a collection of short stories and poems including contributions from her late husband, Rick Sikes, and her granddaughter, Sydney.

What is your favourite style of poetry?

My favorite style of poetry is free-form, but I do like rhyming and while I don’t know the exact terminology for this type of poetry, it follows a lyrical rhyming pattern of 1,3,5,7 etc. In other words, the first and third lines will rhyme, alternating that way throughout the poem. That’s the easiest for me to write as well. Another way I love to write is alternate rhyming 1&2, then 3&4 like we see in the Frost poem below.

What is your favourite poem?

My favorite poem is from Robert Frost – Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

What inspired you to publish Fringes, heartstrings and lyrics?

The inspiration started with looking at all the short stories I’d published in obscure anthologies throughout the years. I wanted to bring them all together in one book. I also wanted to include some of my late husband’s earliest poems from the 1960s and then as the project came together, my granddaughter shared some of her poetry with me and I was gobsmacked! In the process of gathering material, I found some my own poems that had never been shared anywhere, so I included them as well. 

What is the meaning behind fringes in the title?

Since some of the short stories were dystopian or ‘dark’ the Fringes in the title is meant to depict that section. Sometimes what happens on the fringes is powerful and moving. That was the intent for using that word in the title.

What is your favourite poem in this collection?

I have several favorites, but if I had to choose only one, I’d choose “Society” written by my granddaughter. It is very deep for a fourteen-year-old girl. It is truth!

Welcome to society
We hope you enjoy your stay
You can do anything you want
As long as you do it our way

You can like any guy
As long as he’s 6 foot 2
He must have ocean blue eyes
And a six-figure business too

Here in society, people are the same
‘Cause if you’re different you’re weird
You’ll sit at a table all alone
Kids will laugh and point and sneer

Our government sucks but you can’t revolt
There’s this cage we call a jail
You just have to sit and suffer
So try not to slip up and fail

And please feel free to be yourself
As long as it’s in the right way
Because in society, things work differently
Every single day

Welcome to society
We’ve got one last trick up our sleeve
The last important rule here
Is that you can never leave

My review of Fringes, Heartstrings and Lyrics by Jan Sikes

Book cover of Fringes, Heartstrings and Lyrics by Jan Sikes with gold lettering on a cover in shades of blue.
Picture caption: Book cover of Fringes, Heartstrings and Lyrics by Jan Sikes with gold lettering on a cover in shades of blue.

This is a varied and interesting collection of short stories and poems by Jan Sikes with poetry contributions by her late husband, Rick Sikes, and her Granddaughter, Sidney. The stories transition from darker tales to lighter ones with the first grouping being mainly bleak dystopian outlooks where love and kindness are the only remaining hope.

Each of the three poets contributes thought provoking and beautiful poems about life, love, and human perspective. I enjoyed each and every poem.

An overview of three of my favourite stories follows:

The Forgotten – This is an imaginative and unique story about a race of people, the Egluna, on a planet that has not seen the the sun for many moons. The people have become as wasted and colourless as their planet and have lost hope. New hope returns in the form of two vibrant and colourful creatures, one male and the other female, called ‘Fresh Ones’. The pair have powers and are able to reinvigorate the dying plant life on the planet. Will the couple be able to rejuvenate hope in the future for the Egluna too. I enjoyed this interesting take on climate change and its potential consequences.

A Promise Broken – A Promise Kept – While this story stands alone, it is also the backstory for a character who reappears in one of the author’s novels. I have read the relevant novel and was delighted to come across this character in her younger years and learn about her past and how it shaped her present in that novel. Charlotte’s story is one of strength, resilience and maturity.

When Love isn’t Enough – This is another story about difficult decisions arising from rebellion due to an overbearing and inflexible father. Riley is fortunate as she has a friend she can confide in and get good advice from but ultimately she has to make the right decision herself. This story has an interesting and unexpected ending.

The poem that resonated with me the most is called Too Dark and is by Sydney. This poem tells of the reaction of the poet’s mother and family to a dark poem that she is proud of. Her family are shocked at the poems darkness. I related to this because my son writes poetry and it is also very dark. I am always a bit shocked by the darkness of his views and thoughts on life and society. I think all the negative social media and press is having a negative impact on youngsters and making them feel hopeless. It is something the older generations needs to be aware of. We need to avoid complaining about what a bad state we think the world is in as it has a bad effect on our children and grandchildren.

An interesting collection that is well worth the time investment.

Purchase Fringes, Heartstrings and Lyrics from Amazon US here: https://www.amazon.com/Fringes-Heartstrings-Lyrics-Jan-Sikes-ebook/dp/B0GRWQC3SH/

Find all of Jan Sike’s books on Amazon US here: https://www.amazon.com/stores/Jan-Sikes/author/B00CS9K8DK

About Jan Sikes

Picture caption: Author photograph of Jan Sikes

I’ve been an avid reader all my life. There’s nothing I love more than losing myself in a story.

Oddly enough, I had no ambition to be a writer. But I wound up in mid-life with a story that begged to be told. Not just any story, but a true story that rivaled any fiction creation. Through fictitious characters, the tale came to life in an intricately woven tale that encompasses four books. Not satisfied to stop with the books, I released music CDs of original music matching the time period of each story segment. In conclusion, to bring the story full circle, I published a book of poetry and art. I was done.

Wrong!

The story ideas keep coming, and I don’t intend to turn off the creative fountain. I have now written numerous short stories, a series of paranormal romances and a series of historical fiction.

I love all things metaphysical and often include those aspects in my stories.

I am an dedicated fan of Texas music and grandmother of five beautiful souls. I reside in North Texas.

About Robbie Cheadle

Picture caption: Robbie Cheadle author picture

South African author and illustrator, Robbie Cheadle, has written and illustrated sixteen children’s books, illustrated a further three children’s books, and written and illustrated three poetry books. Her work has also appeared in poetry and short story anthologies.

Robbie also has two novels and a collection of short stories published under the name of Roberta Eaton Cheadle and has horror, paranormal, and fantasy short stories featured in several anthologies under this name.

You can find Robbie Cheadle’s artwork, fondant and cake artwork, and all her books on her website here: https://www.robbiecheadle.co.za/

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In Touch with Nature – Cape Buffalo or ‘Black Death’

I’m kicking off today’s post with my poem called Cape Buffalo or ‘Black Death’. This poem features in Story Chat Digest Where Stories Meet: An Anthology of Short Stories & Poems (Story Chat Series Book 3) compiled and edited by Marsha Ingrao. You can purchase this book from Amazon US here: https://www.amazon.com/Story-Chat-Digest-Where-Stories-ebook/dp/B0GRKS8QDD/

Cape Buffalo or ‘Black Death’

Don’t be fooled by my mild expression

or mislead by my delightfully curious look

Know I’ve never been domesticated

due to my unpredictable temperament

I’m not a wild yak or wild water buffalo

my attitude is cantankerous and bad

nicknamed ‘Black Death’ or ‘Widow Maker’

I am dangerous and extremely aggressive

fiercely protective of my young and herd

I will charge you with surprising speed

my ferocity will horrify you. Respect me!

Weighting up to 2,000 pounds

my massive frame is supported by

sturdy and muscular legs. Boy, can I move!

I’ll charge you at 56 kilometers per hour

My horns, a hard shield called a ‘boss’

cover my entire head. I use them for defence

against my natural predators including lions,

African wild dogs, spotted hyenas, and Nile crocodiles

You are nothing – you have no teeth and no fur

I will use my horns to toss you with intention

your fall to the ground knocking the air from your lungs

effectively disabling you. Then, I will gore you

while trampling you with focused determination

If you hunt me, don’t miss.

Don’t leave me wounded.

I will deliberately and consciously

hunt you down. Lying in wait for your return

I am a dangerous adversary, and I will kill you.

My painting of a Cape buffalo inspired the above poem. I wasn’t entirely happy with the yes so I repainted them and this is the updated photograph.

Picture caption: Acrylic painting of a Cape buffalo by Robbie Cheadle

Interesting facts about Cape Buffalo

Calf-feeding hack – mother buffaloes have a unique adaption that allows their young to suckle from between their hind legs. This allows the calf to feed while its mother and the rest of the herd are on the move.

Watch my YouTube video to see a Cape buffalo calf feeding from between its mother’s hind legs.

Helmet of bone – Male and female Cape buffalo have horns but older bulls develop a fused, hardened shield across their foreheads known as a “boss”. This helmet acts as a crash helmet during intense territorial fights between the males.

Watch my YouTube video to see a set of magnificent Cape buffalo horns:

The “Dagga Boys” – older male buffalo leave the main breeding herd to live alone or in small bachelor groups called dagga boys. Dagha is the Zulu and Xhosa word for mud. Older male bulls are well known for their fondness for wallowing in mud to protect themselves from the sun and biting insects.

Picture caption: A lone male Cape buffalo covered in thick mud. The animal is feeding at sunset. I love this picture with the golden sky and green grass.
Picture caption: I got pictures of this ‘old boy’ at the salt lick in Madikwe Game Reserve. In this picture you can clearly see his ‘boss’ and you can also see his is old.

Unmatched defense – Cape buffalo are very protective of their herds and have been known to actively mob and chase off lions to rescue injured calves or herd-mates. They were nicknamed ‘black death’ by big game hunters in Africa due to their aggressive and highly unpredictable natures when threatened or wounded. Cape buffalo have killed more hunters in African than almost any other large animal. Unlike other animals that run away when injured, wounded buffalo are known to circle back and hide in the thick, tall grass. When the hunter tracks the buffalo into the bush, it ambushes him.

I was especially pleased with the following two photographs of a male Cape buffalo taken in the Pilanesberg Game Reserve. The buffalo was very close to the vehicle and the winter sun was shining on his horns and coat.

About Robbie Cheadle

Picture caption: Robbie Cheadle author photograph 2025

Roberta Eaton Cheadle, is a South African writer and poet specialising in historical, paranormal, and horror novels and short stories. She is an avid reader in these genres and her writing has been influenced by famous authors including Bram Stoker, Edgar Allan Poe, Amor Towles, Stephen Crane, Enrich Maria Remarque, George Orwell, Stephen King, and Colleen McCullough.

Roberta has two published novels and a collection of short stories and has horror, paranormal, and fantasy short stories included in several anthologies. She is also a contributor to the Ask the Authors 2022 (WordCrafter Writing Reference series).

Roberta is also the author and illustrator of seventeen children’s books, illustrator to a further three children’s books, and the author and illustrator of four poetry books published under the name of Robbie Cheadle, and has poems and short stories featured in several anthologies under this name.

Roberta’s blog features discussions about classic books, book reviews, poetry, and photography. https://roberta-writes.com/.

Find Roberta Eaton Cheadle

Blog: https://wordpress.com/view/robertawrites235681907.wordpress.com

Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/robbiecheadle.bsky.social

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/robertawrites

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Roberta-Eaton-Cheadle/e/B08RSNJQZ5

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This segment of “In Touch with Nature” is sponsored by the Midnight Anthology Series and WordCrafter Press.

Midnight Roost: Weird and Creepy Stories: 20 authors bring your nightmares to life in 23 stories of ghosts, paranormal phenomenon and the horror from the dark crevasses of their minds. Stories of stalkers, both human and supernatural, possession and occult rituals, alien visitations of the strange kind, and ghostly tales that will give you goosebumps. These are the tales that will make you fear the dark. Read them at the Midnight Roost… if you dare. https://www.amazon.com/Midnight-Roost-Kaye-Lynne-Booth-ebook/dp/B0CL6FPLVJ

Midnight Garden: Where Dark Tales Grow: 17 authors bring you 21 magnificent dark tales. Stories of magic, monsters and mayhem. Tales of murder and madness which will make your skin crawl. These are the tales that explore your darkest fears. Read them in the Midnight Garden… if you dare. https://www.amazon.com/Midnight-Garden-Where-Tales-Anthology-ebook/dp/B0DJNDQJD3

Midnight Oil: Stories to Fuel Your Nightmares: 14 authors bring you 16 dark tales that explore your deepest fears. These are the stories which nightmares are made of. Tales of monsters, mayhem, and madness which will make you shiver in the dark. Read them while you burn the Midnight Oil… if you dare. https://books2read.com/Midnight-Oil


Treasuring Poetry – Meet poet and blogger Nigel Byng and a review

A riverbed with stones, water, and grasses. Text: Treasuring Poetry with Robbie Cheadle and KAye Lynne Booth

Today I am pleased to introduce you to prolific poet and supportive blogger, Nigel Byng. In addition, to writing his own poetry and collaborating with other poets, Nigel has a series where he reads poems by poets in the WP community in his amazing voice. They are a real treat to listen to and you can access his reading of one of my poems on his blog here: https://hytsdaily.com/2026/06/13/exploring-poetry-a-weekly-reading-series-ep-22-dressing-for-battle-by-robbie-cheadle/

Tell us a bit about Nigel Byng and his poetry journey

My poetry journey started in the UK, surprisingly.  Heartbreak was at the core of every piece I wrote. It was dark, bitter, humorous at some level, and certainly not something I would have ever dared publish. I had given up on poetry for two decades, until Terveen Gill accepted a piece for Masticadores India. Then David Bogomolny invited me to engage with his W3 prompt, and I began to enjoy the weekly writing challenges. I still have a lot to learn about poetry, and I still consider myself primarily a storyteller.

What is your favorite style of poetry to write?

I enjoy a good limerick, but my favorite style would have to be narrative poetry. The storyteller in me needs room to be expressive, and narrative poetry allows me to write with a compelling arc or even have a central character in the piece. Concise writing and ambiguous verses have proven to be a challenge. Hence, I have taken to studying the art form and writing about it for Exploring Poetry. Some people have the gift for it and make it look easy, but it still takes a lot of work to get to that level of writing. I sit back and bask in their supreme talent. I have a long way to go.

What is your favorite of your own poems?

Ghetto Salvation, first shared on Masticadores Philippines, is perhaps my favorite poem. I enjoy my collaborations with the talented authors on WP, but my personal favorite is definitely Ghetto Salvation. For several reasons, the piece just felt like my most profound, emotionally perceptive, and socially conscious piece. It was written in the spur of the moment, and in a language that I think everyone could relate to. I did not want victimhood and depravity to be what everyone felt when they read it; I wanted them to sense defiance, a part of society where culture thrives, where a community was pursuing its own salvation, and so I began the piece with the line, “There is music coming from the ghettos.” A close second would be the central poem in my book, Prodigal.

There is music coming from the ghettos,

rising above poverty and the rumble of hungry bellies.

Of whelping babies hanging from a single-armed warrior

who stirs a pot of rice and beans

to feed an army.

***

A music fueled with resistance.

Of clefs that drift off the page,

and notes that lay siege to a barricaded salient city.

Where children with

swollen bellies,

ashen knees and dusty feet

play soccer to a rhythm only poverty can dance to.

***

Armored cars patrol the slums, armor-piercing rounds

perforate walls,

while shrapnel becomes playthings

of toddlers yet to walk.

Where nightlight

is the ambient glow of distant cluster bombs,

stargazing a hazardous hobby

as missiles create ghostly shooting stars.

***

A single horn blows the sound of freedom

and plastic buckets tap the rhythm of salvation.

Children huddle under the broken light

above the church door

and women swat at mosquitoes

as babies suckle for their very existence

nutrients devoid of sustenance.

***

Here, God has built a poor man’s tabernacle

in opposition to the revelry of neon palaces,

opulence and gluttony,

tempered glass temples to Moloch.

A greed that is impossible to satiate,

they thirst for more, more, and still more.

***

Yet, they smile.

***

Children whose future can be measured in 9mm increments.

Fathers who know not their progeny,

young mothers who know not their fathers,

adolescents, raising boys who dream of becoming soccer stars.

***

One day, the world will applaud them,

and this music will be taken to the synagogues of entertainment.

Gladiatorial servitude to the masses

as these child warriors will be immortalized in their pantheon,

lauded as Gods,

if only for a moment

© Nigel Byng, 2026. ALL Rights Reserved.

What was the inspiration for your new book of poems, The Drifter, The Prodigal, The Last Son?

Life sat me down after a freak accident at work, and it was all the inspiration I needed to put pen to paper. On a more personal level, the old lady is 92 this year, and it’s been one of her wishes that her son be a published writer. So she is happy about that.  

What’s next for Nigel Byng?

My long-overdue collection of short stories, which should be out next year or before that if I can get all my ducks in a row. Finishing up my project with Melissa Lemay is perhaps the most pressing and time-sensitive project. I also have an illustrated children’s story with my long-time artist, JohnntoMcDaniel, and God willing, and time allowing, a mind-bending, bone-chilling series with Lesley Scoble. Caribbean Folklore is something I wish to add to my portfolio, on a broader and contemporary level. So, there is a lot on my schedule for the next six months.

My review of The Drifter The Prodigal The Last Son by Nigel Byng

Picture caption: Cover of The Drifter The Prodigal The Last Son featuring a white male figure on a rowing boat with its reflection on a grey background

This inaugural book of poetry by Nigel Byng contains some extraordinary and moving poems ranging from the poet’s youth and journey to manhood, the tumultuous years of intense love and lust, difficulties. hurts and losses encountered along life’s path, and building a relationship with God. Poems relating to each of these four phases of life are collected into each of the four sections of this book.

The poet’s use of language is exceptional and truly conveys the strong emotion that inspired the poems. It is not easy to convey the spirit of the language used in any way other than by sharing a few extracts that I especially liked.

From Companion
“When the world hissed and turned against me, You were unmoved,
You have attended to me in every adversity.
Self-loathing greeted me on my pillow,
as the shadow of death lingered by my bedside.
But in every affliction, you were there.”

Little People
“Akin to a uniform horde of solider ants to forage for knowledge
following the sound of an enchanted flute.
What is this bedeviling mysticism
which snatches a child away from the bosom of its mother,
the protection of its father,
only to follow the breadcrumbs to their doom?

If you like beautiful and deep poetry, you will enjoy this book. My only negative is that I could not access the ebook using Speechify or another reading app. I also could not search the book using the search button and the contents page is not linked to the poems so you have to scroll through the entire book if you want to reread any specific poem.

Purchase The Drifter The Prodigal The Last Son from Amazon US here: https://www.amazon.com/Drifter-Prodigal-Last-Son-ebook/dp/B0H1987R65/

About Nigel Byng

Picture caption: Author photograph of Nigel Byng

Writer, poet, storyteller, Byng’s words move from quiet domestic moments to global, socially conscious truths. His stories and poems explore love, memory, morality, and the human experience with lyrical precision and emotional punch. Contributor to top anthologies and creator of the Exploring Poetry series, his debut collection, The Drifter, The Prodigal, The Last Son, is one to watch.

About Robbie Cheadle

Picture caption: Robbie Cheadle author picture

South African author and illustrator, Robbie Cheadle, has written and illustrated sixteen children’s books, illustrated a further three children’s books, and written and illustrated three poetry books. Her work has also appeared in poetry and short story anthologies.

Robbie also has two novels and a collection of short stories published under the name of Roberta Eaton Cheadle and has horror, paranormal, and fantasy short stories featured in several anthologies under this name.

You can find Robbie Cheadle’s artwork, fondant and cake artwork, and all her books on her website here: https://www.robbiecheadle.co.za/

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In Touch with Nature – Tailor Ants, Fire Ants, and Army Ants

Blogging friend, Barbara Harris Leonhard and editor of MasticadoresUSA, recently published a few of my micro poems that focused on tailor ants.

This is the first poem of three:

angry ants

fiercely protect nest

painful bite

You can read the other two poems here: https://masticadoresusa.wordpress.com/2026/06/08/a-trio-of-haiku-by-robbie-cheadle/

Several of the comments referred to fire ants that are found in the USA and, while tailor ants also inflict a nasty bite and are aggressive, they are not the same creatures. I decided to write this post and set out the differences between tailor ants and fire ants.

I’ve always been interested in army ants so I decided to include them in this post as well.

Primary differences between tailor ants, fire ants, and army ants

Nesting habits

Tailor ants live in trees. They ‘tailor’ or weave living leaves together to create nests. Worker ants form long chains to pull the leaf edges together while others carry ant larvae in their jaws and use the silk the grubs secret as a natural ‘glue’ to bind the leaves together.

Army ants do not construct permanent nests out of soil, wood, or leaves. Instead, they assemble temporary, living nests called bivouacs. Bivouacs are const-shaped structures that house the queen and larvae and are built from the living bodies of the worker ants by interlocking their legs and mandibles. Bivouacs have internal chambers and tunnels to control temperature and humidity. As army ants colonies are constantly on the move, a new bivouac is assembled nearly every night. The colony stays in a fixed location for several weeks while the queen is laying eggs and the larvae are developing.

Foraging and hunting

Tailor ants are aggressive and defend their canopy territories by biting and spraying formic acid. Tailor ants are omnivores and hunt and eat a wide variety of crop-destroying insects and other small arthropods. They ‘farm’ sap-sucking insects like scale buys and mealybugs, protecting them from predators in exchange for their sweet, carbohydrate-rich liquid excretions. Tailor ants also consume floral and extrafloral nectar, fruit juices and plant wound secretions.

Fire ants are highly aggressive, opportunistic omnivores that hunt and scavenge using complex underground tunnel networks that extend up to 10 metres from the central mound. Individual scouts explore the surface and when a large prey is found, the scout lays a chemical pheromone trail as it returns to the nest. The pheromone acts as a biochemical alarm and recruitment trigger. The resting ants (about two thirds of the nest) awaken and follow the trail forming a dense trail of thousands of ants that overwhelm and subdue the prey. Fire ants consume live and dead insects as well as immobile, sick, or helpless animals including baby birds and reptiles. Like tailor ants, fire ants ‘farm’ sap-sucking insects like aphids to harvest their sugar-rich secretions. Fire ants also collect and eat seeds.

Army ants are ground-dwelling, mass-raiding predators. During their massive daily foraging raids, the colony can overwhelm hundreds of thousands of prey to feed their queen and growing larvae. Army ants eat insects and arachnids including spiders, scorpions, crickets, beetles, caterpillars and termites. Army ants also raid the nests of other ant species and consume their eggs, larvae and pupae. Sometimes, army ants will overwhelm slow-moving or trapped smaller animals such as baby birds, lizards, and frogs. Army ants use their powerful, scissor-like jaws to slice their prey into transportable fragments which they carry back to their bivouacs.

Physical traits and defense

Tailor ants workers are uniformly sized and have excellent eyesight for navigating tree branches. The aggressively defend their canopy with painful bites combined with spraying formic acid directly into the wound.

Many species of army ants are completely blind and they rely heavily on complex pheromone trails. The have highly developed mandibles for tearing prey apart. There is an extreme size difference between the workers and the much larger, scissor-jawed soldier ants used for defense.

The gallery below features my photographs of tailor ants taken at Cape Vidal in Kwa-Zulu Natal in January this year.

This is my YouTube video fo angry tailor ants. They shake when they are disturbed.

About Robbie Cheadle

Picture caption: Robbie Cheadle author photograph 2025

Roberta Eaton Cheadle, is a South African writer and poet specialising in historical, paranormal, and horror novels and short stories. She is an avid reader in these genres and her writing has been influenced by famous authors including Bram Stoker, Edgar Allan Poe, Amor Towles, Stephen Crane, Enrich Maria Remarque, George Orwell, Stephen King, and Colleen McCullough.

Roberta has two published novels and a collection of short stories and has horror, paranormal, and fantasy short stories included in several anthologies. She is also a contributor to the Ask the Authors 2022 (WordCrafter Writing Reference series).

Roberta is also the author and illustrator of seventeen children’s books, illustrator to a further three children’s books, and the author and illustrator of four poetry books published under the name of Robbie Cheadle, and has poems and short stories featured in several anthologies under this name.

Roberta’s blog features discussions about classic books, book reviews, poetry, and photography. https://roberta-writes.com/.

Find Roberta Eaton Cheadle

Blog: https://wordpress.com/view/robertawrites235681907.wordpress.com

Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/robbiecheadle.bsky.social

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/robertawrites

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A True Heroine

My mother used to research the genealogy of her family. This is a poem which she uncovered, which was written by one of my ancestors, John F. Garvin, in 1894, in Eustis, Florida. This account of an Indian attack, in which his mother, Mary Jane Garvin killed seventeen of her attackers, is said to appear in the History of the Great West.

A True Heroin

In the far, far west

On the wild frontier,

There a woodsman made his home,

Where the wolf, the bear,

The panther, and the deer,

And the red man used to roam.

There was turkey, too

In the forest new

Which full many a meal supplied

And many a ham

Of their autumn game

Were hung from the beam and dried.

Then the Indians came

With their wheat and rye

Together supplied their bread

In their cabin home

The reds and whites

Alike were lodged and fed.

They worked like bees

And lived in peace

Till the reds to the warpath fled.

The whites they were burning

And killing they knew

They waited their time with dread.

The husband was sick

And in anguish turned

As he heard the war whoop wild

“Oh, what can I do,”

He wildly cried

“To protect my wife and child?”

No time could be lost

She grabbed the ax

As the reds cut the door away

And as in they came

They fell to the floor

As forms of lifeless clay.

Some thought to climb

Down the chimney flu,

But the feather bed put on the fire

So smothered the ones

That were coming down

So that one by one the expired.

When her work was done

Her strength was gone

And fainting she fell to the wall

And only one red man

From the conflict ran

To tell what became of them all.

Calmly their forms were returned

To Earth

But there stood on history’s page

A tale how she rought

with nerve and thought

To keep from the red man’s rage.


Rave Reviews for “Poetry Treasures 6: Seasons”

Digital and Print editions of Poetry Treasures 6: Seasons

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Shout out to all contributing authors: Robbie Cheadle, Colleen Chesebro, V.W. Sang, Joy Neal Kidney, Kevin Morris, Yvette Prior, Marsha Ingrao, Jean Jacques Fournier, Cindy Georgakas, Freya Pickard, Melissa Lemay, Michelle Ayon Navajas, and Nolcha Fox.

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LINDSEY’S WRITING PRACTICE: Interview with Author & Poet Robbie Cheadle & A Review

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How do I define Robbie (a/k/a Roberta) Cheadle?

In essence: Amazing. This multi-talented, empathetic, creative woman displays talents in many areas.

Further, she pens words that she hopes will move others to help protect our world.

Along with writing poetry books, novels, short stories, and children’s literature, Robbie Cheadle not only decorates some of her pages with exquisite, professional photos that she shot—and even more amazing, she fashions cakes with sculptures of lions and other African wildlife, and flowers that accompany her writings.

Here’s a chance to peer into the mind of this remarkable woman. Enjoy!

About Roberta Eaton (Robbie) Cheadle

Roberta Eaton Cheadle, is a South African writer and poet specialising in historical, paranormal, and horror novels and short stories. She is an avid reader in these genres and her writing has been influenced by famous authors including Bram Stoker, Edgar Allan Poe, Amor Towles, Stephen Crane, Enrich Maria Remarque, George Orwell, Stephen King, and Colleen McCullough.

Roberta has two published novels and a collection of short stories and has horror, paranormal, and fantasy short stories included in several anthologies. She is also a contributor to the Ask the Authors 2022 (WordCrafter Writing Reference series).

Roberta is also the author and illustrator of seventeen children’s books, illustrator to a further three children’s books, and the author and illustrator of four poetry books published under the name of Robbie Cheadle, and has poems and short stories featured in several anthologies under this name.

Roberta’s blog features discussions about classic books, book reviews, poetry, and photography. https://roberta-writes.com/.

Author Roberta Eaton (Robbie) Cheadle

My Interview with Robbie Cheadle


How did you come to write poetry?


From a young age (4 years old), I read a great deal. Television was very limited in South Africa when I was a child and my first sister was only born when I was 4 years old. Catherine was born prematurely and my parents moved to a cottage on a farm in the country to try to protect her from germs. I didn’t attend school during this time, and I had to entertain myself. I did that by reading. I grew to love the L.M. Montgomery books, especially her lesser-known series, Emily of New Moon. In the books, Emily’s late father was a poet and writer. Emily tries her hand at poetry as a way of keeping his memory alive. I was inspired by Emily to
write short poems and descriptive pieces and did this throughout my senior primary school and high school years. English and History were my favourite subjects at school, and I excelled at both of them. I have been writing poetry ever since. It has evolved into a diary of my life.


What is your favourite poem by another poet?


When I was in primary school, about ten years old, we had to learn several poems by heart. Ever since then I have loved The Listeners by Walter de la Mare. The poem is full of mystery and delight.


The Listeners


By Walter de La Mare


‘Is there anybody there?’ said the Traveller,   
   Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grasses   
   Of the forest’s ferny floor:
And a bird flew up out of the turret,   
   Above the Traveller’s head:
And he smote upon the door again a second time;   
   ‘Is there anybody there?’ he said.
But no one descended to the Traveller;   
   No head from the leaf-fringed sill
Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes,   
   Where he stood perplexed and still.
But only a host of phantom listeners   
   That dwelt in the lone house then
Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight   
   To that voice from the world of men:

Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair,   
   That goes down to the empty hall,
Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken   
   By the lonely Traveller’s call.
And he felt in his heart their strangeness,   
   Their stillness answering his cry,
While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf,   
   ’Neath the starred and leafy sky;
For he suddenly smote on the door, even   
   Louder, and lifted his head:—
‘Tell them I came, and no one answered,   
   That I kept my word,’ he said.
Never the least stir made the listeners,   
   Though every word he spake
Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house   
   From the one man left awake:
Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup,   
   And the sound of iron on stone,
And how the silence surged softly backward,   
   When the plunging hoofs were gone.


I like this poem so much I did a recording of it for my YouTube channel: https://youtu.be/gy_7mM2RcuI?si=Gmf2kfXkwrCoBnjp

What is your favourite of your own poems?


Currently, this is my favourite of my own poems:

Life on the Water (Tanka story)
medley of cool shades
cerulean and turquoise
lightened or darkened
depending on water’s mood
and artist’s vision

***

painstaking brush strokes
capturing shadows and light
frothy, foaming crests
enhanced with metallic white
dancing across blue

***

water shifts and sighs
subtle movements captured in
careful ripple lines
swiftly flowing currents caught
in muted aquamarine

***

sand laden wavelets
curl sluggishly around rocks
smothered by sweet caress
of ocean’s heaving bosom
with its rhythmic rise and fall

***

houseboat moves onwards
temple to unconstrained thoughts
colours meld as one
in swirls, rises, and deep troughs
impermanent no longer

***

dreams, soft and wispy
condensation trails through sky
subtle as sunlight
transferred to stark, white canvas
soft splashes ricocheting

Painting of a lighthouse at the base of a cliff.

Picture caption: My acrylic painting called Fyrtorr which means beacon in Old English.

Tell us a bit about the inspiration for Lion Scream

Here’s an extract from Lion Scream:


The initial idea for a book of poetry that taught people about the numerous amazing creatures of southern Africa and highlighted their plight in the face of the Sixth Mass Extinction, came to me during a visit to Ukutula Lodge & Game Reserve (“Ukutula”).
Ukutula is also a conservation facility specializing in genetic mammal research and predator conservation.


On my return home, my brother-in-law gifted me a print of Edvard Munch’s famous painting, The Scream.


According to a diary entry by Munch, the inspiration for this painting was as follows:


“One evening I was walking along a path, the city was on one side and the fjord below. I felt
tired and ill. I stopped and looked out over the fjord – the sun was setting, and the clouds
turning blood red. I sensed a scream passing through nature; it seemed to me that I heard
the scream. I painted this picture, painted the clouds as actual blood. The color shrieked.
This became The Scream.”


Based on The Scream, I created a cake I titled Lion Scream – Nature’s Response to the Sixth Mass Extinction and Global Warming, which depicted a lion, made from fondant, clasping its face and screaming, while standing on a bridge above a river of blood. Behind the lion, is an erupting volcano.


This cake was intended to be an artistic depiction of the natural world’s reaction to
continuous land development by humans, resulting in the loss of habitat for the creatures
which share this earth with us, and the increasing impact of global warming on humanity
and the greater planet.

Lion Scream: Nature’s Response to the Sixth Mass

Cake decorated with fondant art: Mountain with a distressed lion on top

Picture Caption: Extinction and Global Warming Cake Art by Robbie Cheadle

Have you witnessed the killing of an African animal which acted as a trigger for your interest in animal conservation?

When I was 21, I met a man who hunted animals for sport. Prior to this, I had never had much interaction with wild animals other than in zoos. My mother grew up on a cattle farm and had little interest in engaging with animals in the wild. Interestingly, I’ve noticed she shares this disinterest with other people I know who also grew up on farms. Anyhow, this man invited me to go to Kimberley with him and his friends. They were going hunting, but they were also going to visit the ‘big hole’ in Kimberley which is an interesting feature of South African history. I agreed to go because I wanted to see Kimberley. The hunting trip was a complete horror show for me. I hadn’t really thought about what a hunting trip meant, and the men attempted to kill an antelope. It was a common antelope, what I call “lion snacks” as they keep the stock of impalas high in game reserves because they are food for the
big cats. The shooter’s shot went wide, and he ended up wounding a baby impala. Aside from any other aspect, it was not the right season for hunting as the mother antelopes had small calves. The baby ran making the most terrible high-pitched sound, and the men had to go after the poor little thing. Eventually, they did put it out of its misery. I was completely horrified. After this trip, I ended the relationship and became involved in wildlife conservation. This has developed into my poetry books and paintings featuring southern African wildlife.

What’s next?


Currently, I am busy with the final edits to a collection so South African inspired short stories and poems. The book is called The Last Man, South African History, Legends, & Poetry. This book will be published through TSL Publication in the United Kingdom. I am also working on several new poetry collections and the second book in the Something Fancy book collection. This second book, Chocolate & Treats, should be ready for publication in early November this year. I always have a lot of projects on the go. I am also painting. My latest painting is of a Vervet Monkey and is part of my Into the Light series of painting. I am planning to paint an African Painted Dog next. It will be a much bigger project. I do a small one in between the larger ones so that I can practice drawing more often. The big paintings take me three to four months to complete.


Thank you for this lovely interview opportunity, Lindsey. I appreciate your interest in my work.

Lindsey’s Review of LION SCREAM Syllabic Poetry about Southern African Wildlife
by Robbie Cheadle

Not only is Robbie Cheadle (a/k/a Roberta Cheadle) an excellent, engaging poet and fiction writer, she’s a woman with a mission—a crucial mission for not only the future of our planet and the wildlife on it, but for humanity itself. Plus, in this 163-page collection, her method of persuasion includes not only facts and figures about the demise of many of our planet’s creatures in Africa, it delights the reader with superb—and righteous, at times biting, poetry and fiction.


Most delightful is Cheadle’s use of the constraints of syllabic structure in unrhymed forms that recreate the tension between wild beasts and the fragment of society pushing them off their native environments. For example, the book’s opening poem, “Lion Scream” is a perfectly structured tanka (one of my favorite forms). I perceive the tanka as a haiku with more depth. As opposed to the 17-line poem, tankas are structured in five lines with the syllabic form: five, seven, five, seven, seven, which Cheadle does in “Lion Scream”:


There is no jungle
Only acres of smooth stumps
There is no jungle
No habitat, no food source
Hopeless lion screams tonight
(Cheadle credits “The Lion Sleeps Tonight” in Disney’s The Lion King with inspiring this
tanka.)


Although the collection contains other tankas, most of the poems are set in the Double Enneal format, far more complex. A Double Ennead comprises three stanzas of five lines each. Thus, the syllabic count for each stanza is 6/5/11/6/5, (33 syllables per stanza) i.e., each stanza is set as:


six syllables
five syllables
eleven syllables
six syllable
five syllables


Again, each of those syllabic counts are repeated in the second and third stanzas, totaling ninety-nine syllables for each poem.


In the collection’s introduction, Cheadle explains why she uses this format most frequently throughout the book:


“I selected this form of syllabic poem for LION SCREAM for two reasons . . . because I love syllabic poetry and the short dramatic statements it enables me to make through a few carefully chosen words.”


Her second reason concerns her mission: “. . . due to the importance of nature conservation to me, and my desire to share insights about the impact of habitat loss, hunting, and poaching on the wild animals of southern Africa, I decided that 99 syllables gave me more, a little more scope to make my specific points.”


Further, Cheadle photographed all but three of the photos in the book. After perusing the collection she shot —on par with those in National Geographic, depicting several species of wildlife, I felt as if I’d viewed a video of Africa, particularly in those sections about lions, elephants, and zebra, creatures especially close to my heart.

I admit my first encounter with elephants and camels was in the Kansas City Zoo, where we children rode those captive creatures. This book brought back those memories from an era wherein most persons believed such wildlife would continue to stroll the earth indefinitely.But Cheadle reveals that is no longer a future many experts anticipate.

Along with her own photos, the collection offers links to many of Africa’s animals. For instance, in the section, “My Experiences with Rhinos,” she includes four links to videos she took of rhinos, after noting, “My most recent sightings have largely been of dehorned animals, which I always find jarring. It is strange to see a rhino without its famous horn.”

Having grown up in South Africa, she first saw horned rhinos, and she questions, “I wonder if my grandchildren will know rhinos have horns. If the fight against poaching is unsuccessful, my grandchildren will only experience rhinos through pictures in history books.”


From the number of Double Enneads she included for elephants and lions, it appears they may be her favorite beasts. Along with those long poems and marvelous photographs, she includes sections, “About African Elephants, “My Experiences with Elephants,” “My Experiences with Lions,” and “More Experiences with Lions.”

Then, she wraps up the poetry section with photos of the African landscapes. A Double Ennead, “The Romance of the Sunflowers” and an explanation about how sunflowers feed the environment in “Sunflowers and the Environment” precede photos of African landscapes of mountains, plains, and striking sunsets, interlaced, of course, with more poetry.


Cheadle wraps up this collection with a short story, “The Nutcracker,” which deals primarily with how the changing environment causing the loss of wildlife can impact the human species, too. She follows that piece with her inspiration and explanation of the story. I rate this collection with FIVE STARS. Thank you, Robbie, for sharing it.
—Lindsey Martin-Bowen

About Lion Scream

Do you rely on Earth for your survival?

Lion Scream is a graphic collection of poetry and prose. The book portrays the author’s experiences with South African wildlife and the growing impact of the Sixth Mass Extinction and Climate Change on the natural environment.

Lion Scream
There is no jungle
Only acres of smooth stumps
There is no jungle
No habitat, no food source
Hopeless lion screams tonight

Purchase Link: https://www.amazon.com/Lion-Scream-Syllabic-Southern-Wildlife-ebook/dp/B0BXP5N766

About Lindsey Martin-Bowen

On Halloween 2023, redbat books released Lindsey Martin-Bowen’s 7th poetry collection, CASHING CHECKS with Jim Morrison. Her 4th collection, Where Water Meets the Rock, was nominated for a Pulitzer; her 3rd, CROSSING KANSAS with Jim Morrison was a finalist in the QuillsEdge Press 2015-2016 Contest. In 2017, it won the Kansas Writers Assn award, “Looks Like a Million.” Writer’s Digest gave her “Vegetable Linguistics” an Honorable Mention in its 85th Annual (2017) Contest. Her Inside Virgil’s Garage (Chatter House Press 2013) was a runner-up in the 2015 Nelson Poetry Book Award. McClatchy Newspapers named her Standing on the Edge of the World (Woodley Press/Washburn University) was one of the Ten Top Poetry Books of 2008. It was nominated for a Pen Award.

Author and Poet, Lindsey Martin Bowen

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This Segment of “Lindsey’s Writing Practice” is sponsored by WordCrafter Press and The Dark Horse Waits in Boulder, by Lindsey Martin-Bowen.

Recently divorced Charli Erickson arrives in Boulder, Colorado during the 1970s—a wild time for that city—where she hopes to develop her “rock poet” talent and find the perfect mate. Instead, she links up with the imperfect Ched Lyons, a Boulder native who leads her in a multitude of adventures, including scaling a mountain and a 1,200-mile motorcycle ride to southeastern Utah. While she intermittently envisions a black stallion with blue eyes, who puzzles and enchants her, she also strives to make sense of its appearance.


 Through Charli’s snarky humor recounting her tales, readers will enjoy this Rom-Com doubling as a woman’s adventure story and may relate to scenes from the wild, zany era that followed the serious, revolutionary 1960s.

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