Creativity

Mothered inspiration birthed from the seed of my soul
send my mind in to a frenzy with racing...

Follow the leather-faced man.
He's always smoking fat cigars
while driving 1950's cars....

Sparrowsong your Uncle Moe is dropping by for a visit...

We haven't seen him in ages...

He...

Scribble is
What
Scribble do

It could be words
of vanity
written...

The path is the same it’s never changed
we start as spirit and live for the next phase or next...

I start
to think
we
are just
like
prepackaged
dinners
...

What is life? Yes that is the real question you see ! See so many among us would say anything &...

Here we are again, with yet another unfinished poem, that's been written, like an unsung harmonic love song...

she forgot the feeling of life
The world so familiar that she just blended in
...

My head explodes in confusion
Blood seeps out of the contusion
I feel deep into an abyss...

I’d rather live a year learning all about our creation and time there is to know
Than spend a...

My father is a very stubborn man.
They stole my life, my passion, my father says.
I know...

You kinda
Enchant me
in the
way
you
spill
ink
on
...

Do you think it hurts?
That you don’t like my verse,
That you ridicule my prose
And...

Their name, their years, revealed by the titular muse
These pleasing, yet anxious beings, injecting...

The lessons she was taught, also taught me...

I don't know her name but, she taught me a lot......