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Zoe Rain Feb 2020
You can not have nature without art, the very essence of nature is creativity, everything created is art.
The art of nature is everywhere.
Every form is an expression of creativity, every flower, every rock, every animal is a piece of art.
We live in an ever changing, evolving, art gallery.
And we humans are as much a part of it as any form.
How can we possibly think we are separate from this?
Why would we be the only thing in the entire existence of life that isn't connected to the whole?
Don't flatter yourself.
Michael Stefan Feb 2020
Who are we?
You are me.
Could we be you?
Or you be me?
Could we be us?
Could I be me?
I am me.
Don't they see?
We have only been us.
You have never been me.
I am.
I AM!
Am I?
Are we?
Spend less time.
Spend less effort.
Be you.
Be different.
We are the same.
Aren't we the same?
Am I?
AM I?
I am.
I?  You?  We!  WE!  US!
I wish you would be me.
Could I ever be you?
I am.
Big Virge Feb 2020
So What IGNITES The SPARK ...
That FUELS Creative Art ... ???

Sometimes It's Simply Chat ...
That Brings Creations Back ... !!!
To The Mind of a Man ...
Who Has ... Creative Plans ...

A Spark That Breeds And YES INDEED ...
Sows Young Seeds In ... Creative Dreams ...

DREAMS of LIVE Shows Where Creations ... GLOW ...
And Constantly FLOW In Rhyme Or Prose ...

A Thing of ... BEAUTY ...
Once It Hits MATURITY ... !!!!!
Radio Shows ... Interviews On TV ...
I Try To LIGHT SPARKS Wherever I Be ... !!!

Because Creative Hearts Are The Ones Who BLEED ...
When It Comes To Poetry That's RARELY EVER ........,,. "Seen" ...

Cos' ...
Who Wants To Hear The ANGST ...
of An ... ANGRY Man ... ?!?

Who Lives YES ... Through His Pen ...
When He's Writing His Poems ... !!!

But What About SPARKS That LIGHT The Path ...
of Relationship PAIN That BREAKS Young Hearts ... ?!?

And What About THOSE That FUEL The Prose ...
That FLOWS And FLOWS When LOVE's FULL BLOWN ... !!!

Children On Show Who've Been LOVINGLY Grown ...
In A HAPPY HOME Where Parents ROAM ................................

... TOGETHER ... NOT Alone ... !!!!!

So .....
What Was THAT SPARK ... ?
A Glance In A Park ...
Where Hearts SKIP A Beat ...
Cos' of ... What They SEE ... !?!

A VISION of A CUTEY Who EXUDES BEAUTY ... !!!!!

Who Makes You Feel Like ... " She's THE ONE ! " ...

To BEAT Your Drum ...
And FUEL The STUFF That LEADS To LOVE ...

A BEAUTIFUL Spark That IGNITES Hearts ...
To SHARE The Light That Resides ... INSIDE ... !!!!!

But What About SPARKS Bred From The DARK ... ?!?

THOSE That MARK ... UNSEEMLY Cards .... !!!
Cards That CHEAT And Make Hearts BLEED ... !!!

Could It Be PRIDE Or What's INSIDE ...
The INNER MIND of Those Inclined To Live To FIGHT ... ?!?

I Guess MY SPARK Is Words That Start ...
To Make Me THINK About THESE Things ...

It's A FORCE That YES ... Runs DEEP IN ME ... !!!
The Will To EXPRESS Through .... " POETRY " ....
About The Things They ... SPARK IN ME ... !!!
A Wish To SPEAK FREE About The Things I SEE ...

My Sparks Been OUT For A Lil' While Now ... !!!
But NOW It's FOUND ... These Words RESOUND ...
Like HEAVYWEIGHT Sounds In Clubs That POUND ... !!!!!!!!

So As THIS Ends I RETURN To THE START ... !!!

With ONE More Question ...
What is it WITHIN YOU That Lights Your ... ?

....... " SPARK " .......
Inspired by a conversation with a fellow artist......
Samantha Renee Feb 2020
this is my poetry
my creation, in words
as i am reborn through
the outpouring of thoughts
all coming together
to create
the picture in my head
Black Jewelz Feb 2020
I want to die.
No longer will I say
Life is beautiful.

Reality is harsh.
It doesn’t matter that
I try and try,
Relentlessly.

The sun shines bright

Then

The sun goes dim,

And everything changes.

One last hope;

A hope found

Becomes

A hope lost

That’s all it takes.

One thing,
In my life,
Made the difference,

A change of perspective

...

“This is the wrong choice”

He said—

Second thoughts crept into his head,

As he remembered a quote of hope.

Which he discarded swiftly

While he wrote the note,

He made up his mind

Then

His pen danced ghastlily...



...write this on his grave—

“Here lies a casualty of the digital age”
Reads forward and backward, line by line
GENIE Feb 2020
I am the mystery that hides in the light
I am your vision, your sight at night
I am the reason you shine so bright
I am the creativity bonded to your soul,
I am the goal,away from your ghoul
I am poetry,the reason you're whole
Ivan Brooks Sr Feb 2020
I had a thrilling dream
but it was more like a vision
Of myself by a beautiful stream.
Like I was in another dimension,
I saw the great Lord of poetry,
logic and spoken words.
He was leading an army
They were armed only with swords.
The army was building a city
With books and plastered with letters.
I heard it was the hub of artistry
That was set aside for writers.
Bewildered, I asked about what I've seen,
He said most poets won't make Heaven,
But this poetic paradise is guaranteed.
So go and notify the brethren.
He said take heed and keep writing,
write spoken words, spit and share knowledge
for soon the Lord of poetry is coming
to reward and take away poets on his carriage.

#IBpoetry
8-2-2020
Keep writing brethren....
Spicy Digits Feb 2020
Get it, pull it, pull!
Till your arms are but sweat
Rip it from my ears, sir
Tear it from my skin
Better yet
**** like the ill-advised man
Saving kin from snake
Then lay me in a bath of it
And watch my body shake
Attach yourself, hurl son
Use all you can reach
To yank sinew from bone
And until all disarticulates
Make it happen
Do me that dreaded favour
Equip yourself with courage
And hard and fast throw pavers
Get it, pull it, pull!
Exorcise my non-weirdness
Punch and kick it out my friend
Squeeze the boredom from me
Fire up
Fire up
Fire up
Watch this witch awake
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