Some short musings of creativity that are bouncing round my head…
You will see me- if you look closely- in the darkness amongst the stars.
First and foremost, I need to look after me.
Are you strong enough?
Fight or flight?
What are you missing out on by letting your fear(s) rule you?
Take the leap.
Let’s fall in love,
even if it drives us mad.
“Let’s fall in love?”
“Even if it drives us insane?”
“I would rather sit in insanity with you than be sane without.”
For some poetry is the place to be
from the prism we have found ourselves in
the unrelentless blurring
of the lines
between reality and the alternate world(s)
A world that is scourged with
but what we often fail to see
as we fall aimlessly is the beauty
the beauty of this earth, this home, this being
The unspeakable woes
The unstoppable boughs
Of the branches of our being
of our being
Watch it sprout
Our human need of being.
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I’ve been inspired, rewired
jumpstarted into this journey of
flowing creative juices,
drenched in the unending bombardment
of words- sweet, sweet words-
The glass no longer half empty,
the gas tank once void
has rerouted into the GPS direction
Drowns the canvas
The wall you built between us
The you, the me and the everything
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I am ready
To break free from the shackles of responsibility
To throw overboard
Whatever flotation device of security kept me from drowning.
Out of control
down this dark canvas
against the depths of despair
Lurk behind the closing door
no rhyme or reason
can justify their
For they are the prism
Stuck behind the kaleidoscope of their own colourless thoughts
They refuse to open
To allow invitation
into the land of freedom of expression
for they keep schtum
Afraid to run
To free- dom
Fear to be anything but ‘normal’
Relay the hate with speech
The future generations’ realisation
is needed to not be
oppressed and overturned with overtones of
For all the things that they could be
that they should be
That they would- have- been.
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This is the view I can see right now:
I am in Escape resort, on Mae Nam beach in Koh Samui, what an apt name. I am enthralled by the sounds of the crashing waves, the occasional splash of a swimmer, the light breeze tentatively turning the pages of my notebook; the taste and smell of the salty sea, mixed with the factor 50 to protect me from the hot touch of the strong sun that beats down from a cloud-dotted, blue sky.
And when my mind is plagued with thoughts that I can’t help but think, I look out to the greenish blue escape that lays before my eyes, stretching far beyond the reach of my sight and know that there is much more out there to discover, and my mind empties of thoughts…and is filled with the blues and greens of escape.
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