Creativity Poems
Writers' Fate
by Oluwatosin Thomas
Writer of the present era,
Conceived and raised in the illumination of the gods.
Literary path they showed me,
Never to be them but to seek what they sought.
Winter and summer, i lay my lines.
Explicit and abstract, still in my lines of ancestors.
Lines of creatity i wished, and end to it i prayed not.
Papyrus and cuneiform, all i grew with.
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The idle child
by Sanjana N J
Gratitude knots in my throat.
I am surrounded by the bounty of her sacrifices, yet I let it slip through my fingers.
My heart aches with the weight of her expectations, each one a burden I fail to shoulder.
I am the idle child in the garden of plenty, the squanderer of every gift bestowed upon me.
The Aire
by John Stetson
Leo's brush conveyed more light than verse
Beholding beauty's movement in the soul
Ahhh... but adding melody provides the turn
That living on the page a word can't know
Ephemeral, this flight of fancy, sure
Which airy essence flies past thought alone
That flight soars brighter than is ours to grasp
It shadows us in shades of reverie
These heights of sensuality can't last
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Death Wish
by Humberto Gómez Sequeira-HuGóS
I did not want to die.
Like an ape that never learned
to speak as a ghost in its dreams
or invent words that rhymed.
Who took the olive thought
I used to wear on my forehead
to protect myself from stupidity?
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The Bothy
by Kirsten Moreton
This poem was inspired by scots poems and is about inspiration that can be found in nature. I saw a visitor's book from Corrour Bothy from the 1930s which was the catalyst of inspiration for this poem.
Some translations for non-scots understanding readers:
Bothy - small remote shelter for hillwalkers
Braw - if something is braw it is good
Bonnie - pretty
Baltic - freezing
Dreich - dull
Drookit - drenches
Burn - small river
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Writers' Fate
by Oluwatosin Thomas
Writer of the present era,
Conceived and raised in the illumination of the gods.
Literary path they showed me,
Never to be them but to seek what they sought.
Winter and summer, i lay my lines.
Explicit and abstract, still in my lines of ancestors.
Lines of creatity i wished, and end to it i prayed not.
Papyrus and cuneiform, all i grew with.
......
The Aire
by John Stetson
Leo's brush conveyed more light than verse
Beholding beauty's movement in the soul
Ahhh... but adding melody provides the turn
That living on the page a word can't know
Ephemeral, this flight of fancy, sure
Which airy essence flies past thought alone
That flight soars brighter than is ours to grasp
It shadows us in shades of reverie
These heights of sensuality can't last
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Creativity
by matthew ramsey
The infinite possibilities
Driver of the world
crushed through school
Lacking in the modern world
The course we follow
Infinite as a child
Finite as an adult
Growing and shrinking
Never one to stay the same
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42. True life considers more than the vessel
by Kea Campbell
True life considers more than the vessel it resides in.
Sincere music’s insights are unlimited to the ears.
Authentic art faults never to its boundless perspectives.
Intuitive photography narrates beyond its frames.
Empathetic poetry humbles every language comprehensible.
True media is commissioned by the intangible.
Thursday 6 June 2024
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The Bothy
by Kirsten Moreton
This poem was inspired by scots poems and is about inspiration that can be found in nature. I saw a visitor's book from Corrour Bothy from the 1930s which was the catalyst of inspiration for this poem.
Some translations for non-scots understanding readers:
Bothy - small remote shelter for hillwalkers
Braw - if something is braw it is good
Bonnie - pretty
Baltic - freezing
Dreich - dull
Drookit - drenches
Burn - small river
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