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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sunsets: 1 of 98

All of this I see Softest cotton cloud dripping shades of crimson, violet, ochre across ever distant blue Brilliant golden rays cast from silver linings Rich deep indigo grey horizon hanging above illuminated greens ablaze with tones of burnt orange sienna, magenta, delicately blended Flashes of crystal clear mirrored light ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Anything is possible: 3 of 183

There's a place inside each one of us where all outcomes are born a fertile patch much like the earth that turns seeds into lawn This place is called Potential seeds are planted daily there ideas, plans and concepts all take root with proper care Perception is the key to growing only what we need and making sure Potential is...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Hidden truth: 1 of 58

Behind the news... Money and power will always dictate what "truths" we, the people, are fed and to further their cause leaders won't hesitate to feed us well thought out lies instead The Nazis near perfected it and it's still alive and well today Propaganda serves to distract and confuse keeping real agendas hidden away But...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Handle with care: 3 of 155

To my dearest friend I wanted to give you something special a gift you would treasure through the years a memento of the time we've spent together sharing in each others happiness and tears It's not brand new, it doesn't even come close in fact it's showing signs of wear and tear but I think you'll find they add to it's char...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Looking back: 1 of 35

Elusive signs... Hindsight is a gift that every one of us can use to travel back in time and find invaluable clues The signposts were all there but they were written on the back and difficult to see while moving forward on the track But as we wander in reverse back over where we've been those signs we missed before are so mu...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Bullies: 1 of 34

Some wounds never heal... I've known him since he was a boy A kind and gentle soul Always helpful and polite To be a singer was his goal He'd sing for anyone who'd listen even kids at school but they all called him hurtful names and labeled him a fool Bullied, bashed and terrified his mind grew ill with pain and though he tr...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Drowning: 1 of 33

A cry for help... I've come to ask a favor as I slowly fall apart Could someone please advise me on matters of the heart I fell in love some time ago with someone I've not met and now each lonely day I'm bound to this damned internet I know that if I stay here I may be bound forever waiting for him to be ready and there's a ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Ancient cities: 3 of 94

Atlantis Rising... In turquoise dreams an underwater scene reveals the deepest secrets of the sea a city draped in golden finery reflects in hues of soft aquamarine Lost to the world Atlantis lies in wait its treasures never touched by modern hand once touted as the finest in the land now biding time 'til Man decides its fat...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Imaginary love: 1 of 30

I had a dream... It played in living colour more vivid than any other dream without a solid ground to show the scenes may not be as they seem Realization slowly seeped in diluting every frame until, in black and starkest white they no longer looked the same A headlong fall into blissful love set thoughts and words in motion ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: December: 1 of 28

Essence of December in Australia... Gum nut bells dangle in disorganized bunches between cheerful crimson tassels strung from delicate silvered boughs Seasonally spiced, heavily textured aromas drift on warm pillows of humidity rising from leaf littered, intermittently showered earth Streams of gold sprinkle through the cano...