Posts tagged ‘Creative Writing’

November 19, 2017

Glimpses

by John S

I mix about and silhouette
with spices, airs and colors.
It is jumbled, though – my palette-
perhaps wearisome for others.

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November 11, 2017

Gathered

by John S

The grey blue sky sits somber
till the sun arrives, pink glint and shine
off buildings -faces in the darkened
canopy revealed as blossoms in bouquets.

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October 25, 2017

#92 POETRY =

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

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October 21, 2017

Landscaping

by John S

In the gardens near my house
the plants and grass are overgrown.
The flowers died a month ago
and nothing has been done.

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October 8, 2017

Learning To Swim

by helenmidgley

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When the clouds begin to darken and the sun retreats in fear, there are whispers in the silence that very few can hear. Like the touch of rain on water, the ripples that swell out wide, the breath of an ant in motion and the flutter of your heart inside.

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August 27, 2017

Treading Water

by helenmidgley

treading water

August 19, 2017

Glow

by John S

When I’ve lit a warming fire,
the blooming flames go licking higher
engulfing piled up timbers-

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August 12, 2017

Poem of the Day – Flaked Window

by paturnerlee

Flaked Window

 

Tinkering with locks: busting open

So you can see the light; the fracture

Enact the vision.

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August 10, 2017

’63 VW

by Alanna

I have the heart & soul

of a ’63 VW Bug

In my youth

A steady warrior of the road

But now

A purring antiquity

That prefers the slow lane

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July 30, 2017

Poem of the Day – Chapel Creak

by paturnerlee

Chapel Creak

 

Bagged up belief; crushed in ice

Breaking light; an opening door

A law to itself; bulging and squeezing

Certain not pleasing; growing in the water

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July 25, 2017

Write Me

by Alanna

 

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photo by pixabay

The poem tugged on my apron strings

Begging for attention

When I ignored it

It crept into the kitchen of my mind

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July 23, 2017

Poem of the Day – Bleak Scratched Picture

by paturnerlee

Bleak Scratched Picture

 

Hanging barnacles,

Scraped from ships; for funeral windows

Covered in sheets to cover the able

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July 17, 2017

Contrasts, a big pond & an affinity

by Jem Croucher

As a rule you will find me
surrounded by green
I’m often the nicest place
you’ll have seen

The winter skies are
blue/grey and bright
The reflection of snow
glimmers by night

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July 13, 2017

Poem of the Day – Talking dripping riddles

by paturnerlee

Talking dripping riddles

 

Flash photography driven:

Reflecting black window vehicles

Cynical plywood fantasies wouldn’t be an issue

As tissue damp with rain from broken gutter spreads mustard seeds burning.

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June 27, 2017

Welcome To The Encore

by helenmidgley

welcome

June 21, 2017

Poem of the Day – Bloated Sea

by paturnerlee

Bloated Sea

 

Chuckle at winter thoughts; turning to Spring

Singing songs that mean more to mermaids than shells

Telling tales to whispering winds.

Things in bell towers ringing; true to the sun.

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June 11, 2017

Poem of the Day – Parked Open

by paturnerlee

Parked Open

 

Scalpel drawn in cut window seat

Completing the blood slit treat

Spending whisky a go go dancing decibels and burger bar banter

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June 9, 2017

Nobody!

by helenmidgley

nobody

June 1, 2017

Poem of the Day – Yes Ports Are Full

by paturnerlee

Yes Ports Are Full

 

High placed scenario: fallen from grace

Displaced; washing winds away

Corked eyes misty and sick of feeling.

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May 22, 2017

Poem of the Day – Ahtuf Kontrol

by paturnerlee

AHTUF KONTROL

 

Feeling, swimming; entering an instinct

 

Polished glass chipped in fathoms

Chasms deep; dark and missing

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May 21, 2017

Poem of the Day – AHTUF PATROL

by paturnerlee

AHTUF PATROL

 

Stale crusts, broken from edges of time:

Dry ripped and bitten.

 

Sitting in windows bleating

Whistling tunes to bar telling salesmen

Selling chisels for cleverly accounting wizards.

Scraping juice frozen on glass topped mountains.

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May 14, 2017

On The Edge

by helenmidgley

Colour

 

Text & Adaption : Helen Midgley

Original Photo : https://morguefile.com/creative/cohdra

May 14, 2017

Poem of the Day – Tickled Ink

by paturnerlee

Tickled Ink

 

Checked and crusty; wrapped in foil

Lining the out of body experience

In certain decision making appearance

We part in heart breaking silence

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May 2, 2017

Poem of the Day – Bucket Lump

by paturnerlee

 

Bucket Lump

 

 

 

Piles of pockets torn;

 

Crushing crest fallen penance

 

Because we dreamed of picked out harmonies

 

Charming trees that whistle in the wind:

 

Tunes with meaning.

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May 1, 2017

Different, Yet The Same

by helenmidgley

The same

 

Text & Adaption : Helen Midgley

Original Photo : https://morguefile.com/creative/hotblack

April 27, 2017

Poem of the day – Absolute

by paturnerlee

Absolute

 

Freezing, captured; falling for a crest of a wave

To stay: in wind curling white as the crinkled lace curtain flutters

Stained with yellow time

Felled because the inside is rotten

Forgotten the impact of a decision

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March 29, 2017

Poem the Day – Blazing Grey

by paturnerlee

Blazing Grey

 

Banked up buildings of soaking sand

Crumble in warm shallow pools of crushed ideas

A mere step away from the edge of the cliff

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March 23, 2017

Poem of the Day – Bell String

by paturnerlee

Bell String

 

Trawling levels of sand filled paper cups from stolen ships

Trips to the heart

A start of a new beginning; singing and dancing tunes

Balloons floating high to burst over purple shivering seas

Pleased to be in harmony

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