Creative Process Poems - Poems about Creative Process

(Pema, 2018) OCD Working on compiling and editing my latest project even my dreams become an obsessive loop of cutting and pasting words and images mostly just the same few over and over placeholder symbols for other symbols that must have some meaning, or at least the potential for it. And I see how this in itself is a poem suggestive of something intangible yet clearly...

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As Creativity and Beauty Flee With every sense alerted — keen, We’ll take turns to champion The Watch… To discover where Creativity and Beauty Flee — when necessary — For shelter from poor intentions or injury, To be shielded and camouflaged — hidden. We’ll discern clues to follow their flights — Like hints seen in patterns...

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You asked me for a poem today. I raised the roof of my skull like the hood of a jalopy, I replaced the sparkplugs and Revved my six cylinders, smoking Choking an unbreathable cloud, My tarnished shroud. You asked me for a poem today, And here I am full of meager Moments where I once savored Modest madness. Where I...

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Creative Process Artists CREATE a sense of distance By fading colors to purples, Or geometrically Drawing far things smaller - One-point ...

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This new year I tuck you away Like a sweater I no longer wear You whose squiggly ink occupy hardcover journals I cherishingly placed on a wooden bookshelf You I've outgrown You a place I no longer go to You who are fading with time Leaving only faint lines in my psyche From where I draft new ideas You the ghost of last...

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I have nothing to lose, by submitting. My poems aren't perfect, I'm admitting. A crime of bad rhymes, I'm committing. A disease of word misuse, I'm transmitting. I try to be hard-hitting, but my diction is unfitting. There are times I feel like quitting, Then a gem is born, after some diligent editing....

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My words are mirrors of my thoughts and feelings, my pen a hopeful maiden, twisting and turning on the page, feathery phrases my props, to lure your chivalrous hands to take me for a dance, hoping to send electric waves, leaving you in a trance, to offer a home for my poems....

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an adventure an exploration erudition in a turn of phrase ...

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Writing is therapy, medicine for my inner child; my soul. Past abuses, terrors, inner monsters, conquered with a simple pen. I face demons, cowards who run away when enlightenment’s sword swings. From journals and dreams come imagination’s fuel; brand new thoughts, ideas, concepts and expectations, inundating my psyche. Archangel Gabriel’s generosity is nectar for my soul; honey for my spirit. Healing s best part, my imagination soars to prodigious dimensions, where...

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Some days the poems literally flow Can't hit the keys fast enough Other days the struggle is so immense We find it extremely tough The creative process is a fickle thing It can fill you with so much joy But at times it can drive you insane Your faith it tends to destroy Feels like you'll never ever write again You've used up all...

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Creative Process Can I really write something astounding, grand, and glorious? Reality should be a part of all I consider when approaching a theme. Events often drive and form the poetic fabric of what we write about. Avenues of passion and emotion pervade our conscious thoughts. Taking our thoughts, fantasies, metaphors to the readers are essential. Instigating or arousing...

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Every single thing we enjoy - whether it touches sight, hearing, sense of smell, or the working of hands and feet - was given by the God who created us. Before man thought to produce art, manufacture goods, or write stories, poetry or music,...

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Some days the poems literally flow Can't hit the keys fast enough Other days the struggle is so immense We find it extremely tough The creative process is a fickle thing It can fill you with so much joy But at times it can drive you literally insane Your faith it tends to destroy Feels like you'll never ever write again You've used up...

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Writing just for the sake of writing alone Will never appear as sincere Should be spontaneous free flowing verse Simple rules with which to adhere You'll soon experience the creative passion Flowing unimpeded through your veins Soaring to the heavens on a gentle zephyr Feelings of exaltation will reign No other words describe it so simply Just write when the feelings surge A simple prompt...

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To envision is key To create is progressive To admire is satisfaction To envision is moving To create is flying To admire is landing To envision is expansion To create is application To admire is remembrance To envision is involvement To create is freedom To admire is realization To envision is creation To create is admiration To admire is envisioning...

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