Create Poems - Poems about Create

My story need not involve a person’s glory though I hope it will be interestingly oratory and preferably self-explanatory rather than overly expository. To titillate my readers, I could even make it just a wee bit gory. ...

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I love to create your story in words, like a dream woven from threads of light and desire, As if it was and is no more, a fairy tale brought to life under the pen of time flowing gently, I turn you into a beloved fairy tale hero, with a happier ending where our love is eternal...

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All at once, the soul takes flight Rendering raw both dark and bright Truth in touch, in wrong and right In silent storms, I wield the night Shaping shadows into sight Till the void erupts with light Breaking borders built by thought Reason rains in riddles caught All ideas, like lightning, dash Igniting images in a flash Nighttime neurons softly chime Synapse singing sparks through time Holding...

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The muse has no hushing. My voice needs no shushing, A baby boomer scribbling, At my brain, muse nibbling, Cool to create, Thoughts i relate, While world is yawning, I write in the morning, Verbose or terse, My muse here in verse!...

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haiku : manifestation process heart whispers symbols mindful make intentions, plans ~ action complete, sleep ____________ hiku he ART w h i s p e R...

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Start with sentences. Or happiness. Or everyone. Take words as if they have been hanging on the ceiling. The waiting room can grow. Long hallways with photos. Sentences. Or wheels. Or wailing. Easy stuff like pencils that break. So rinse everything off again. Waiting on thoughts to become thoughts. They always say that sunlight is...

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Fingers so sore from learning the chords, Getting the rhytme without knowing the words. It all sounds so good here in my head, Blood from my fingers turning the fret board red. But I've got to keep trying, just carry on, Or the thoughts that inspired me will be lost and all gone. I've got to decide on the ideal...

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Where everyone will create their own jewelry, paint a wonderful rose, feel what she feels, see what she sees, for her resource and interior....

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This restless, ever-cresting urge, that pounds, incessant, in my breast, much like the ocean's pulsing surge that never seems to pause for rest, will have its way. I must obey. So I go, in meek surrender, find a quiet place to hide, and placing pen to paper, render poems from the swelling tide. Though sweet...

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Oh,my dear busy honey bee, Your life...

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If we humans were to create the vast nature in a dream life, A sky like a sponge would absorb the pollution spreading around, Each day heavy with clouds that hide the divine brilliance, The vastness of the sky would pale before our weary minds. Perhaps we wouldn't invent birds, but silent drones for purposes That wouldn't know the morning...

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As writers, are we all but seducers of the minds of others We silently kiss in friendship As they read one of our poetic gifts? (À lone voice whispers) Do we as writers create emotional bridges That needs to be crossed Like visionaries like Robert Frost For the readers to follow our trail of black fonts into the darkness We sometimes...

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artists create art to express inner feelings loving aesthetics...

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Written By: D. Collins 1/25/25 Create something beautiful while you're on this earth. It will still be here when you're long, under the dirt. Create a masterpiece molded from your own hands. Inject the juice that extends your family Clan. You take that seed and give it nothing but good. Tell them the things you'd change, if you could. Then, they...

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It always did seem On the Wings of a Dream I’d Fly Away with you In My Heart - through Singing Skies and Dancing Waters, for Darling, The Music is You, and The Gift You Are you have been from the start. My Rhymes and Reasons, my divine Aspenglow, Somethin’ About You, I can’t let go. It seems I keep saying Goodbye...

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