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Mama earth Feb 2018

Trance

Fear wondering astray
Mears pondering I lay
Near fields among the day
  Here yield those of gray
Dear God stuck at play

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#light #worship #worthit #create #define #allmine #fight #humble #prodigy #poetry

Mama earth Feb 2018

Dancing with the demons
                             playing with fire
                 On an eternal Circle
                               Unlimited
                                  Imagination
                     ; it shall be tainted
                   redefined
                               remaked
                                        renewed
          to the inbetween
               of worlds
                 dimensions
                         lives
                            end

1-21-18 - Brooke Alison Ilene Anselment ©️®️ My soul is being saved for children of my own. Then they will have two spirits.

#beautifulsoul #lives #worlds #prodigy #crystalmeth #eternity #heaven #create #god #imagination

Ysabel Feb 2018

ART

It won't pay your bills
It won't pay your debt
It won't pay your dream wedding
But it can fill you whole.

Hats off to all the artists who keep on creating masterpiece!

#art #love #create

Dara Slick Feb 2018

I wrote a Blog

I do my homework,
with diligence.
Or so I say.

I started a blog,
I'm proud.

I can't spell very well,
and editing isn't my strong suit either.

I think all I have going for me,
is my personality.

Yikes...

I did write a blog https://dslick20.wixsite.com/slick Read if you want.

#create #blog #personality #fear

Mama earth Feb 2018

What could B

I can see in your eyes
                          nothing that lies.
Cost paid in one glance
                          confused in a trance.
Suffering cries I can't deny
                           pleading wishing to die.
Extremely sad
                   remember better times had.
Courage deep
                     take a decent leap.
I won't leave you behind
                           you'll find I'm kind
                          even easy to your mind.
    We'll work on the grind
                                                fast forward
    rewind.
                             Strange Beautiful Mess
too much stress
                             very intense.
           Time to take on a little less.
                       Recreate
             bypass all hate
       redefine your fate.
                                         Go on
                                                    open
                     Heaven's Gate.

-Brooke Alison Ilene Anselment ®️©️ wish I knew what else to say to you. Hoping I get closer every time. Just want you to be free flying like you deserve. I Love you.

#heaven #hell #fate #create #strange #beautiful #mess #fire #earth #water

Eric Fraley Feb 2018

C R E A T E

I withstood the pressure
Then I took the time
I stole back my life
And remade it mine
I took the heavy hits
I took the heavy blow
I fell from an all time high
Then said "look out below"
I've been through the worst
Yet I've seen it done before...

So I am not the first

Like the waves
Like the summer sun
We all rise and fall
So that dream
It's still plausible
Although illogical
It's not impossible...

From personal experience I say…

Stay standing tall
I had a dream...

Many years ago...

I once came to a rough point
I decided to just go with the flow

My dreams
I let them go...

But recently...
I've had those moments
When time starts to slow
Lost in my thoughts
No idea the path to go
Clueless to which path to travel
All those dreams of the past
Began to unravel as I realized

Life's too fast to only dabble
I began to fathom my fate
I stepped out from the shadows
Felt my eyes dilate
Then and there I started seeing  the bigger picture
I have to weigh the risks that I take
If there is no opportunities...

Then opportunities I'll make

Late at night I often lay awake and late last night I was thinking about how I have a clean slate...

I finally shut my eyes and fell asleep

In my dreams that night I was called by a young boy who said he'd like to meet

I took the offer and we met on the corner of my neighborhood street.
His height was only a few feet
Clearly,
He was still young and naive.

We conversed a lot about what it means to set yourself free and we often agreed
There was one thing he said before I awoke that helped myself finally see...

He said...
He was a younger me

He went on to say...
In order to change fate
In order to be free
You have to use imagination
You have to learn to  c r e a t e
Sure you've made mistakes
Cry me a river
Build a bridge and get over it ...
Even if afterwards it still hurts a little bit...

All those who said to grow up
To give up
Said that your dream,
It's not possible

Said it's stupid
Said it's dumb

Said you're good at it but you're not the one…

If you learn to  c r e a t e your own
f a t e

You'll grow up to be  g r e a t ...

Maybe even the g r e a t e s t...

But it's true...

L i f e   i s   o n l y   w h a t . . .

w e  - m a k e  - i t

If you block it all out
If you ignore all their hate

Y o u ' l l   l e a v e  a l l   o f   t h e m…

I n  y o u r  w a k e

#create #fate #childhood #dreams #life #legacy #nights #asleep #motivation #inspire

Nayana Nair Feb 2018

All Wrong

I cried and complained
and wrote of this sadness.
I said the same stuff again and again
and still I felt
that I wasn’t saying enough.
I saw your face
in every word I wrote.
I saw your face
till I couldn’t see anymore.
Till I became blind
to all reason.
Till I created the world
where I do not have to wait for you.
Where you didn’t exist, I didn’t exist.
But it was all wrong.
I realized you had to exist somewhere
for me to keep on writing.

#love #wait #relation #sadness #writing #exist #create #world

Shallow Feb 2018

For What Does the Hummingbird Weep?

For what does the hummingbird weep?
For the lost and forsaken souls?
For the trepidation of mortals?
For the embers of brisk passion?
For the lashes of the night warden's whip?
For the eternal brace of hurt?
For the rantings of a madman?

Or is what the hummingbird weeps for not of this nature?
Could it be that the nature is of a nature from which nature's motherly embrace accepts?

Could the hummingbird weep for the mild tranquility of said mother's embrace?
Or for the warm glow of a homely flame?
Or for the amber shine of dancing stones?
Or for the soft brush of lovers' lips?
Or for the faint cry of a newborn in the arms of such lovers?
Or for the quiet persistence of solidarity?
Or for the peace of acquainting serenity?

Truly, the gentle tears of the hummingbird
Are born of a passion true to mine own
For these gentle tears of the hummingbird
Are the same as the trails of ink that roll off my page

You are never alone. / Nunca estás solo.

#passion #poetry #express #hope #hummingbird #tears #cry #ink #create #mourn

jas Jan 2018

dreaming

dreaming of a place
where the world doesn't hate
dreaming of a place
of no mistakes
where we all get together and just create

#create #dream

Gale L Mccoy Jan 2018

bare witness

bare witness to what you create
do not turn from
the thing you have birthed
whether from womb or mind

bare witness to yourself
and cradle your creations
knowing that you may guide them
but ultimately

how they impact the world
and how the world receives them
is out of your control

#create #birth #world