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Tag: creativity
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I
Am just
Wordsmithing
When I devise and revise
Poetry and in ways that convey
And oftentimes display an array of
Poetical clarity and style and all the while
Submitting myself to both freeverse and form
For what is being accomplished here, and definitely
Outside of the norm and rules as being the eye of the storm
For not once will I decide to refrain from conducting poetry
And with such poise and poetic symmetry that reaches
Many peaks of artistic highs and to never wave
Goodbye, for there is only the next time that I
Will converge and submerge myself into
More poetic texts that tend to be
Shaped by the happy
Manipulation of words
Titles and lines
That signify
The
Further creation
Of the dire arrival
Into the world of poetry
Through the constant
Knowing and flowing and also
Measuring just how effective and
Also simultaneously directly affect the
Art of poetry as not only a poet but also a
Wordsmith working with the pen and paper for
Tools that will reign and rule and continue to spool
Up even more, again and again and not as a trend but
Rather for the sake of poetic love itself and honestly
Nothing else other than the freedom and
Creative liberation that comes with this
Poetic territory and the artistic magic
That often happens within, for not
Simply what poetry takes
But what is also given
So driven, whether
Speaking or
Writing
Yet so enticing
To a
Poet that
Is just wordsmithing
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how can one
when it comes to living life
just roll with the flow
sitting still or on the go
at home or in a public
and how many times in a row
through experiences gathered
and personal growth
the unknown and what one
has come to know
are you flexible
or just plain stiff
open minded or closed
and have you checked off items
from your bucket list
dreams deferred or accomplished
goals thought of and not met
or not just yet
having the love of your life
or rolling solo
traveled the world
or just staying nearby
on the verge of bettering self
or no improvement at all
do you stand for something
or nothing at all
do you think of others
or just yourself
do you vibe with nature
or rage against it
attempt or not try
smile or cry
living or just existing
doing well or just
barely getting by
for how do you roll
and what is your flow
or do you find yourself
having not moved at all
bored or enthralled
down for a cause
walking or took a pause
stand or fall
and through it all
while often sitting still
or on the go
with much on the mind
and a lot on the heart
following along
or standing apart
as the inquiring and curious mind
of you should always know
for how can one
when it comes to living life
truly roll with the flow
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Allow me to leave
A note right here
And yes it is
As it appears
For I have no fear
Of leaving my work behind
For I will always be known by
My poetic grind
Not just once but over time
As poetry and me
Will always fall in line
And by poetry
Have I been bitten
With many bites and works combined
Fulfilled and gratified
From poetry and me
That have been written
And seeing a poem unfold
Yet take on a new shape
Is like watching and witnessing
Words being born
And never subdued
As poetic words scorch my mind
Instead of a few
For it’s a feast and treat
For the eyes
And the heart as of late
Vying for my attention
And it cannot wait
So excuse me
As I continue to annotate
This artistic situation
Poem after poem
Creation after creation
As I plan to leave behind
And shine throughout
Countless poetic notations
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Assessing the effects
That poetry can have
And measuring the number of expressions
That will come to pass
Along with all of the possibilities
That poetry can convey and be
So effortlessly
As you plot a course
Of the poetic sort
The meaning and literary substance
To report and purport
Document and speak
An essence and significance
That never goes bleak
And always available
To those that seek
Ever present and within reach
As it appears
To engage with both far and near
With various artistic content
Each time it came and went
And all of the effort put in
With much time spent
And being so evident
As to quantify poetically
At the poetic core
To the seen and unseen eye
For poetry resides in its own world
And with a life that moves by
Each and everyone
With every hello and goodbye
As to indeed multiply daily as
The darkness around the moon
Or the light around the sun
A literary substance
That stands on its own
And will live on
Even after the poet is long gone
For this will always be
The situation
The determining factor
With every poetic creation
And with a size and effect
That can’t be fully measured
Or truly known
For it is unique
And a poet’s home
For it is beyond computation
But how interesting it is
To equalize the totality of
A poetical calculation
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oh to be
in a world
that is seen
as more cold and mean
oh to be
in a time
where days just fly by
and both the sun and moon
are out at the very same time
oh to be
among those
that value dollars over lives
and warped within the mind
oh to be
in areas that have
far less trees
than ever before
oh to be
on the brink
of so many wars
both seen and unseen
oh to be
in a reality that
is shaped by more
illusion than actual freedom
oh to be
hated for just about anything
and especially the things
that naturally cannot be changed
oh to be
fed a steady diet of lies
and altered history
in more ways than one
oh to be
shunned for simply
telling the truth
and being brave enough
to move in the opposing direction
oh to be
in a society
that is a recipe for disaster
rather than do what is necessary
for sustainable real change
and oh to be
writing this poem
that could go on
and on referencing
even more things, that we face
and are upon us now
all while living and existing
along both lines of the
hidden and exposed
the light and shadowy
oh to be
oh to be
oh to be
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to lose something
never meant to be lost
and the cost left over
that is not always monetary
hanging on for dear life
only to one day
watch it go away
the very thing
that other plans was meant for
and just wanted this more
to stick with it, until decided upon
to let go by choice, rather than forced
and oh how life at times
can tend to change course
at will and without notice
and having to move on
with an unwanted result
yet at the same time
and in a bit of hindsight
with more wrong felt than right
thinking deeply and intensely
and maybe, just maybe
this had to happen
in order to release one
for something even greater
as there are moments in life
that we must lose something
in order to gain something
much better, than ever thought possible
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so many years spent
missing out on
many memorable moments
quality time with some
the lack thereof for others
trips not taken
smiles gone unseen
faces no longer here
as the years rolled away
days and nights lost
in the mind and the current reality
waited when movement was needed
moved when patience was the key
regrettable actions and decisions
or decisions undone by circumstances
that seemed out of control
and some within grasp of being possible
oh to convey much felt within
but unsure exactly where to begin
yet no matter what is done or not
time itself never stops
as each second, minute, and hour
is dire and waits upon noone
can’t rewind nor gain it back
which leaves one direction only
and that is forward movement
as each day alive is precious
and can’t wear regret as a coat
that won’t be able to come off
as to live and breathe
with so much I didn’t get
to experience or see
for I must make do
with the now, the ever present
and to learn from such a timely lesson
a new welcome and away with old goodbyes
from incomplete to checking off the list
as time went by
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Time Moving Quickly….Post 7
“Lost time is never found again.” — Benjamin Franklin
Doesn’t it seem like time nowadays is moving by rather quickly? A bit more than ever before? Or at least to me it does. Hours passing by like minutes, minutes passing by like seconds, and seconds well, blink and their gone.
The sun and moon are both out at the same time as well, like time on both sides of the luminaries are merging together somehow. More now than ever before. Time is precious but also forward moving only. We cannot reverse it, pause it, or acquire any more of it. Once it’s gone, it’s gone forever. That is why time is too vital to life and existence, to ever take it for granted.
“Time is the most valuable thing a man can spend.” — Theophrastus
I remember growing up with time running relatively slow, certainly much slower than now. We had more time on our hands back then, or at least it felt this way. But now, it moves with the quickness and not particularly in a good way. If we truly look around and pay close attention, this is not hard to notice. Not opinion here, but rather a mere fact of something that is actually happening around us all.
And no, we don’t have a time traveling Delorean to go back and forth either lol. Many of us over our lifetime have stated, if I could go back and change this, or I regret this, or if I had made this decision or that decision, yeah we’ve all been there and said that.
But there is no time like the present, and the present is a gift. We cannot go back in time and change anything, no skip ahead either. All the time in the world and universe is happening right here and right now. We have to be present in our lives, for the past is gone and the future hasn’t arrived yet.
“Time and tide wait for no man.” — Geoffrey Chaucer
And because time is moving so quickly now, let’s make the most of it and life today. For tomorrow is not promised, so be present because it’s a gift, and again the only real time we truly have, is currently right here, right now.
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