Tags : Creating

Snowflakes

Snowflakes

A Poem by Kelly M.


Glittering white snowflakes fell Upon my outstretched hand AsI took in my surroundings Iclosed my eyes Falling backwards onto the cold snow Made me s..
Painting Pictures

Painting Pictures

A Poem by ~ Moonlight ~


The stroke of the brush, My canvas still and steady, Whirrling colours, spin around, A masterpiece is yet to be found. My imagination thinking, ..
When I Don't Think

When I Don't Think

A Poem by Mir


Hmm
The Habitual Rules of Drawing.

The Habitual Rules of Drawing.

A Poem by Ken Simm.


Because we don't look.
Where Did It All Go?

Where Did It All Go?

A Poem by Jagger Cyde


Lost ideas.
Inspiration.

Inspiration.

A Poem by Liana


The building that sits before me is not interesting… Its neighbouring tree does not cast shadows that make my view creative. Light ..
Future Roads

Future Roads

A Poem by LETitBeKnown


Does it all die or does it grow from here? Hearing the question so loudly in your head. It's explosive. Start to finish you caught no glimpse. A ..
Of Stones and Waters

Of Stones and Waters

A Poem by Ken Simm.


Learning to learn.
The Hero's Fire

The Hero's Fire

A Story by Evan


A personal reflection on the creative spark
The Sun Shone For Me.

The Sun Shone For Me.

A Poem by Omar


I wrote this poem just this morning, I beautified the simple experience of taking a bus to work and waiting at the bust-stop in the rain.
(Let Me Borrow Your) Skin Tight Denim Hot Pants

(Let Me Borrow Your) Skin Tight Denim Hot Pants

A Poem by John Barret


Never keep your feelings or style caged
Write

Write

A Poem by Kami


Those who write creatively can relate....
On creating life

On creating life

A Poem by Lawerence Rowe


A musing on creation of life.
The Series

The Series

A Poem by Ken Simm.


The Series I am painting the second of two places of water on rough, thick paper. I am playing music that usually drowns me. I am waiting for the..
The Painter

The Painter

A Poem by Josie E. Cook M. A.


Creating an image on canvas and feeling passion.
Your Own Creativity Is Nonexistent

Your Own Creativity Is Nonexistent

A Poem by A Mess


Your Own Creativity Is Nonexistent Hunger for creativity strikes As soon as you see someone else’s idea Hand to pen, pen to paper Nothing ..

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