1. Someday I'll Be Okay!
This ink, it runs.
This paper is stained
Tears run free as
I'm stuck in a daze.
Creativity comes in a variety of forms. Many people think of writing and artwork as the main ways to show creativity, but there are many others. Creating something is a powerful form of self-expression, and it can impact other people. The inspiration to create can be found anywhere. It can be found in the beauty of nature, the relationships that surround us, or the hurt that is within us. When we allow the creative side of our brain to take over, we never know the beauty that will come from it.
This ink, it runs.
This paper is stained
Tears run free as
I'm stuck in a daze.
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There is more to poetry
Than rhythm and rhyme.
It's a window to our souls,
Undiminished by time.
Beautiful poem! Sometimes I question myself and if I have any business writing poems. Somehow I can see so much talent and beauty in other people's creation but fail to see the beauty in...
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I want to write a poem, but I don't know where to start.
Should it be an ode to love and come straight from the heart?
Or should it wax lyrical of sky and moon and stars,
Life is a work of art,
something you paint or write with your heart,
taking care to make every part
a symphony of colors or words
With the symbolic figures in the poem, I have learned that you need to mold life in the way you need it to be in order to live it right.
I have no name
Until you name me.
I have no form
Until you shape me.
A life that is broken,
A life that doesn't make sense,
A life that can be forgotten
With only a paper and a pen.
It just comes naturally to me,
I confess.
Writing a verse
is like taking my next breath.
It is an early morning
I need an island in the sea,
Away from you, away from me,
Beyond the waves, beyond the wind,
I love the personal longing for that special place. John
Though my passion for poetry may be stronger than steel,
It symbolizes a vulnerable extension of me I don't usually reveal.
Read with care while you dissect every rhyme.
My existence is dependent on every poetic line.
Music is poetry,
An expression of the heart.
I can feel it in me when the music starts.
My blood is flowing,
I see your star, it's shining bright
amongst the others of the night,
a sight so blessed, as by my eye
your soul now rests in symmetry.
That's a real compliment from you, who writes so well, thank you. Best wishes, Ann
What have you seen in your hundred years?
If asked, what would you say,
Of the dozen families that lived in your walls,
Of the hundreds of children at play?
Thank you! So very glad you enjoyed it. As a former realtor, I have walked in many an old house, and always enjoy stopping to listen to the silent stories the houses tell.....they are quite...
Analysis of Form and Technique
If I could take a brush and paint the mountains and the moors,
I would splash the hillsides yellow and cover them in gorse.
I'd take the finest needle and the darkest thread of green
And sew a line of bracken along the landscape. In-between
A piece of colored paper,
with no dialogue or animation,
can strike a drawer's
or writer's utter fascination.
Life is full of regrets. Well lets say I was born to face all these horrible things and make all these mistakes but even today the question is why don't we get caution signs so we can know...
Inspiration comes and goes.
Sometimes it ebbs, sometimes it flows.
There is no rhyme or rhythm here.
Sometimes it's far, sometimes it's near.
Inspiration.
It is the light that fills your heart.
It is the spark of ideas.
It is the viewing of greatness.
A poem's but a whisper
That lingers on the breeze.
A few unspoken words
Appear like falling leaves.
Famous Poem
‘Is there anybody there?’ said the Traveller,
Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grasses
Of the forest’s ferny floor:
Inspiration comes from all kinds of things
Nature in bloom of her blossoming Spring
The wondrous feeling of a first romance
Excited yet scared of taking the chance
Sis Beryl, such great writing. Superb. Every line is beautiful and flows and rhymes. This acrostic is the greatest as per me. God bless your poetic talent.