Creative Writing Poems

All kids have dreams
but as time passes dreams change
so what’s the thing about dreams?
dreams can make a difference in your life

Or maybe not

Dreams do carry...

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The writer in me says I must be,                 ...

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I have this book on my desk where I
do all of my writing. It’s on this little
red bookshelf that I found on the side
of the...

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I am poetry

I am the essence of expression
The embodiment of my creative style of writing

I am the pain, joy and beauty of all the ups...

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Many Soupers are getting older,                                       the...

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The pen is but a dormant tool, and yet, when brought to life,
it channels a creative force, transforming thought to word.
When animated by a muse,...

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"Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as...

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When rhymes forsake me, my pen's then bled dry;
     and eloquent lines rich in metaphor
die before the inkwell's used up, here...

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I offer you the Roundabout:
a little form sublime.
Tough? Au contraire!
But do beware:
you must be in your prime.

Don’t simply trust to whether I’m
correct; just take the...

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The Gift of Afflatus

Often I had crossed her path.  She had been on my mind; a natural beauty some might say.  These thoughts...

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Notice me! Notice me! I’m being maligned
Everyone is against me, and I am mistreated
How can these awful people be so unkind?
I feel like I’ve been...

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Captivated as I’m immersed 
in your writing 
Shocking my senses like it 
were lightening 
Spending hours reading is like 
its a fairy book
your organizing of...

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Consider the unlimited possibilities of the creative mind
In the realm of the fine arts many genres of expression
The world’s museums could not contain the whole,...

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Pencil strokes and midnight tokes
My mind is in a daze and my heart is broke
Pages penned in the wee hours of the morning
Getting lost in...

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Invisible ink flows
reflecting emotions 
long ago buried deep; 
Released into a verse 
free now they will not creep; 

Invisible ink flows 
dancing upon the page;...

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