Creativity

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Literary Experts

Literary Experts

It's easy to pooh pooh and dismiss everything out of hand,
clutching at straws with the zig-zag...

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Writing a Villanelle

 Writing a Villanelle

An attempt at writing a villanelle
Only a poem, such a simple hunch.
Brains a bit jittery,...

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Run to you.

Run to you.

It's dark, cold and I have no f*cking idea where I am.
This does not feel good.
Where the f*...

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Talking to myself

Be who you are. Believe in yourself.

Talking to myself

I always just want to sing aloud, but I am ashamed my voice isn’t unique.
So I cower behind my self...

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the lens of the universe

science zoom in on a disturbance
science zoom in on a lens of the universe
science disturb...

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A River With No Destination

I wish I could put a closed sign
On my mind sometimes
Because there are days I can't think...

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The Day I Met The Bard

The Day I Met The Bard

'Thou dost pen a mean line,' Will said to me one day,
I said that I try my best to get everything in...

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Response To Sappho

To my dearest one,

As crimson as my apple blooms. For all of the seasons my amethyst flowers take...

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Birthday Boy

Birthday Boy, a special soul
Celebrating life, with a heart full of glow

Another year older...

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The Jewelry Artist

An encounter with a jewelry artist at Christmas

The Jewelry Artist

Looking for light
in the bronze earth,
emerald green trees
mystical bright,
the...

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Father of God

Father of God
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Meeting Of Poets

Meeting Of Poets

Good old Wordsworth wandered lonely as a cloud,
as he breezed thro' daffodils in a golden shroud,...

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Words are my Skin

Kin

Words are my skin, it was once paper thin but over time of my years, l met my poet kin.

Yes...

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Eccentric kook's...

Eccentric kook's reasonable rhyme zigzags

Doggone poet laureate
wannabe his index finger wags
nonverbally naysaying those,
who...

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Awakenings

Awakenings

Awakenings

Waking thoughts
Fields are clear
Morning’s harvest
Reap idea’s...

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Nature Nation

Nature Nation