Lauding the Creative Minds

When I can't sleep my creativity is at its highest peak... I write poems for friends who are alone and need solace, all my senses are at work, sharper than the owls by of the creek; my restless fingers find an outlet and holding the pen, they transfer the heart's emotions to the blank pad! And I give them life, to define them through my grace... Words flow from this exploding brain; and its expressive lines are extracted, like the juice from the sweetest grapes, to be on everybody's table for a delightful drink! Inspiration, ignite my stagnant imagination: to give my verses a unique meter and rhyme... that they may stand out and be noticed for all time; and this literary treasure could outlast those precious diamonds that superbly dazzle on the elegant dresses of the elite! Sculptors have their chisel, and if their creations seem too real, like Michelangelo...they should hilariously scream: to make them walk and talk! Painters have their brush, and with colors they paint images of landscapes, of celestial bodies, of angelic and human faces: unseen by the ordinary and undiscerning eyes; patience is their secret, but rush can cause havoc and make them lose their individualist touch! Musicians, don't ever you get tired of playing your instruments to entertain the insatiable public; how exciting is to perform a new song, written by the struggling songwriter and composer! How thrilling and delightful are the new lyrics and music; what about the singers, who gather up the crowds on the dance floor? Ever admired an ancient or modern Cathedral or an elegant, towering skyscraper, which was truly breathtaking? And the geniuses behind them began to draw from their most innovative and plausible prospective, to convince themselves of their capability to create many wanders from a simple idea! Architects, your artistry is the outcome of a sentiment, which was inactive...lying in the depth of the unconscious mind...until it was awakened by desire! Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci