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Gracie Knoll Nov 2017
The smell of terpentine permeates my favourite blouse
The glow of candle light flickers in my windows
The absent minded stains of ink splattered through out my house
The cool, soft clay feels like silk between my fingers
There is a chisel hanging from a nail in my wall
There is blueprint spread out on a table in  front of me
My eyes are canvassing everything, anything, all
There is a colour and flavour in everything I see
There is a word tattooed on my forehead, innovator
I can't help but find a way to reinvent the old and invent the new
What more beautiful a worship to offer the creator
Than to create with the gifts he has given you
Wellspring Oct 2017
Something always present
But never seen

A presence that drags and pulls
At your very being

It dictates your actions and captures you
In its' thrall

It causes deaths and removes ideas'
As you walk, covered in its' shawl

It blocks out everything
Emptying the mind

Controlling the entire body
Making one blind

Boredom is an assassin
Of the creative soul

But is a creator and leader
for some in a hole
Guess what: I'M BORED!! I have two different essay ideas written about 400 words in for the same essay task, and I don't know whether or not I should just choose one and go with it or finish both of them and let the teacher choose.... So I went ahead and wrote this. I am a professional procrastinator, don't try this at home kids.
BSeuss Sep 2017
the light of the Creator is tattooed into my soul; as it looks at its reflection, through the window I call my eye.
As we woke up each and every morning
His love and beauty comes shining,
His greatness and power is pouring,
And He gave us all His blessings…

I know that I have always been a sinner
But He is always there as a healer,
All the sacrifices of our God, our Father,
He only wanted to make us better.

We only remember Him if we need something,
and there are times we turn our back on Him,
How selfish we are to do such thing
While our Lord God gave us everything…

We only realize our faults when its too late,
But remember, our Lord God can always wait,
Confess all your hatred and your mistakes,
Believe in God and don’t lose faith.

Today all my worries are lessen,
Even my burdens have lighten,
Because God our Father in heaven,
Is always with me 24/7!

©2014 John Vincent Obiena. All rights reserved.
Do you believe that God is always there to lighten up your burdens and Love you because he is our Father in Heaven. This poem is will make you realize that He is always there for you.
Star BG Jul 2017
I jump start my day with a smile that rolls off face to another.

I jump start my day with a breath aligning me with source energy.

I jump start my day to dance in the powers of the affirmations I echo.

Affirmations that I am the I am, creator, avatar of compassion and love.

Affirmations that fuels my day.
Inspired as I chatted with Paul Butters, Thanks
Colm Jun 2017
When I'm like this
I can paint on the wind with a feather brush
And mix the colors fervently

Though I do not stain

I can hold the canvas however I please
And hang it on a lively tree
Just for you to see

*The way which these creations have made me
Because a creator creates....happily.
Timothy hill Mar 2017
You conduct, around a god not too know if real!

So what in life, is too his appeal taking all your desires and reels.

Not me I live, with only one thang creating betterment of all.

So fade, from his shades and resume with fake sins.

Creators of God, begone from my reality I will decode your reasons
No god fakeality, for line's to become place.
Ace Sargent Jan 2017
Cross our heart and hope to die,
we will stick these needles in our eyes.
Create an earth with threads and pin,
visions dance through blood and pain.
Design this world my darling boy,
cut the cloth and make these toys.
Little humans and tiny bones,
malleable limbs and shiny thrones.
Make them selfish, make them cruel,
but none shall lie, not under your rule.
So as your blood makes rivers flow,
I suggest you learn to tightly sew.
For faulty words and drifter’s thoughts,
are something not all humans fought.
Colm Jan 2017
Be not mistaken
I'm here as a creator
Your words hold no sway
Over my designer's eyes
So keep them in your own lines
There are two kinds of people in this world.... (;
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