Posts tagged ‘Creative Writing’

May 20, 2018

Spoken

by John S

My words disappeared under the moonlight,
The sounds of dissipation fading fast
to quiet in a cavernous depiction,
a blank homage to the universal past.

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May 5, 2018

Tide

by John S

Coming now, in a swath of yellow,
this rising tide of dandelions.

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April 22, 2018

Caves

by John S

I never said much, but always wished more.

I often walked far, yet attended to less –

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April 21, 2018

POEM: Users

by merlinspielen

crumbled parchment on the floor
words rejected now once more;

the roses you sent long dead
soft red petals hard faded;

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April 17, 2018

POEM: Poverty

by merlinspielen

He stands on the median,
wearing a cardboard sign.
Politely asking strangers,
if they could just be so kind.

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April 14, 2018

Analog

by John S

It’s at times like this,
when morning slides across in its straw-yellow light –
that I am slow enticed to rise
and invite the day into my life.

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April 8, 2018

Cobblestones

by John S

We played as we hopped on a path made of cobblestones,
working to miss tripping up on the wobbly ones-
teetering remnants of geological dawn.

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April 8, 2018

POEM: Halomancy

by merlinspielen

Take hold of this bottle of simple table salt,
feel the surface both solid and smooth resting in your palm,
know that this salty white chemical mix is the spark of want,
Can’t you feel the pull of desire in the looks we share?

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March 25, 2018

Dyad

by John S

It’s careful planning
in open seasons,
speeding on the highway-
none are most enchanting
than sultry evenings.

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March 17, 2018

Interval: A Cento

by John S

I was asking myself:
will I be like this? How will I manage?

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March 10, 2018

Layering

by John S

First, lay down a crumble of moments in a dish,
childhood memories and first visions evoked –
if you have them – mix them with a butter
sauce of retention.

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March 1, 2018

Snippet

by Megha's World
What goes inside the mind of a mother who sees the snapshot of her unborn baby for the first time. It’s an overwhelming and indescribable feeling. 
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I got a snippet, a sneak preview 

a short glance at you

in the snapshot they took

floating away in the warm embrace of my body

sleeping in the deepness of my soul

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February 27, 2018

A Writer’s fear

by Megha's World
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I’m trying to balance these words
on the tip of the lead
so precariously
where they tip and falters
and every single word, every syllable
every article
loses its balance
it’s epicenter
and starts falling off
falling off at the edges
in the deep abyss of the unknown
where I can’t seem to salvage them anymore
they are lost in the numb darkness
stumbling in every nook and corner
and can’t  seem to find their way
back
to me
where they can start to make
sense together again.
February 25, 2018

heaven

by John S

Someday, I’ll walk in the valley
and see the high hills that surround me

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February 18, 2018

Sheltered Rhymes

by Bipolar Opposites

Heard the words from your mouth,

That all things either end or head south;

After forgetting about the moment hear and now

Neglecting the good, golden rays falling upon the brow

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February 11, 2018

Soundly

by John S

An artless man dreams no dream,
writes no poem, cannot scheme.

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February 4, 2018

Veritas

by John S

This poem was born of a phrase,
its stem and budding promise

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January 28, 2018

Walkways

by John S

The hollow sound of steps on concrete
as I move through quiet halls,
walking with a mood of purpose,
striding forward without pall.

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January 28, 2018

Colour

by Jem Croucher

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January 20, 2018

In wandering and being inspired

by John S

I jump over waves in the wind, now thinned-
causing a splash on descent, and the water imbues.

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January 1, 2018

Scale

by John S

I step to the side of a ladder
and look up the beams to ascend –

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December 19, 2017

Poem of the Day – Practical Attack – An Xmas Party

by paturnerlee

Paintings now at

https://www.ptlpaintings.com/

 

Practical Attack – An Xmas Party

 

Frozen incense, standing at angles

Tangles of belied illusions, confusions utter exclusion

From perilous shores the stones rattling in jars

Metal bars chilled in bitter windswept seasons

Feeding on built up lies

Ties to the past; falling in shards of glass

Piercing the heart

Just a part of the pain:

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December 18, 2017

New Words

by Jem Croucher

5 of 5 in the Jemverse ‘Poets’ series

It’s always nice to wet the page
when starting a new book
But rare (I think) the privilege
that others get a look
Not that here there’s much to see
My scribbled writing’s muse
drafted in rough format
with the the method that I use

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December 16, 2017

Eloquence

by Jem Croucher

3 of 5 in the Jemverse ‘Poets’ series

Persuasive and fluid
expression related
the words of the poet
orally sated

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December 9, 2017

Quench

by John S

Most times it is a crumpled ball,
this sheet of words, intact and small –

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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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