Free Write Poems - Poems about Free Write

Pregnant with purpose poetic pause Writer’s block is not a loss Tiz diner delay in dinner display Food for thought will come someday Until then freewrite little bird Let loose excite winged word For your talent is too great To let a little Lego block in the way...

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Dear Budding Poet: Modern poetry is a sandbox for all who would build, smash, trash, shake up, and take up the art. Poetry is not writ, nor wrote, or written, but is hummed through the nose, and planted on paper with plenty of mulch. Poetry hits your ears, dearly, your heart, smartly, your tongue, sung, but...

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I know I haven't written anything lately. I feel like I have sorta had to cut out poetry in my life for a awhile. Just so I can focus on school, like studying and trying to do my best. Then try to be a nice person to everyone in general. It's difficult. I feel like...

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Your presence is the voice of thos inspiration My futures life's long road of sensation Life has bumps of suspension Urges and the doings our my temptations...

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Ladies and Gentleman, Boys and Gals, I've spent the day meticulously mulling over masterpieces, and I'm damn near afraid to put another word on paper... but **** it, I don't need to read another novel, and brag about the ten thousandth word I've read, because I know damn well, the only words that matter, are the ones...

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I free write each poem I place on this page every word I write isn't stagged I don't really think of what will rhyme I just write each thing and fill out another line I am one child of a woman who was blind not literally but emotional and a man who was lost in his own life turned around and took it out on mine So tell me I...

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First day on this site...knowing i made this choice and hopeing its right. expressing my thoughts and feelings in a poetry way.... Not sure of correct spelling and grammer, I talk the way i talk and write the way i wright, because poetry is me, just for anyone anywhere i do it every night. So many words...

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THis room is reminescent of a warm cocoon. Like when I was a child and my sister and I went Sledding. Our Laughter would get lost in the sky, dancing over tree tops getting tangled up in snow flakes. The Moonlight glowed off our cheeks unaware of the diesel pumping trucks racing down the highway like Demons. We...

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It's like my brain has been stuck with the glue of monotony my will seems to be caught like a sleeve nailed to the wall A.D.D SYMPHONIES, that's what Universities have come to be Or perhaps that's effect of my coffee My writing is like my padddle on thoughts traversing through spiraling currents of water falling doubts because I am at a loss...

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free write #1 an extreme feeling takes over my body when i hear your voice it befuddles me in a trans Abrupty it dawns on me that i'm in love my world begins to spin looking at her unadulterated body Covered with allegiance Her beckon signals me to relax and breathe this fictitous scene is of a motion picture Free write...

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