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‘CREATE’ ~ an Acrostic

Communicate Ruminate Emanate Accentuate Titillate Enunciate   ~ an EWK Acrostic Poe’em   ©2017 EWK

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First Kiss

Waiting for creative inspiration to come is sort of like being a shy boy and waiting for your first kiss. ~ Make eye contact despite your fears reach out express your feelings and don’t worry if it makes you blush.

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the Poet

the Poet … does not have a vocalist’s melody; to carry their legacy, standing alone on a nightclub stage. ~ … does not have a band of instruments; to strike their soulful innocence, upon a pulsing back-beated harmony. ~ …

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Emotion Contained

Just suppose we were to ask a sculptor; “what the clay knows”?, or ask a musician; “what the notes know”?, or the painter; “what the brush knows”? The tools of the artist; yield to a part of the work, in

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Inside Out

I wear my shirts inside out. My pants; I often do too. Seams all exposed as sewn, And those scratchy little labels; All on the outside, shown. It’s a habit of my expression I often wear my clothes outside in.

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Spit and Polish

Sailors aligned, in readied formation. Standing proudly side by side. Donned in white caps, Poised for pending inspections. As the threat of invasion looms near. Many stand direct and true, Others acquired a postured skew. Some dappled with silvery medals,

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Turn the Gears

Turning Churning Yearning Learning Once your mind is turning and churning You begin a yearning for learning. ~ an EWK Tyburn Poe’em   ©2016 EWK (A Tyburn poem contains six verses of a 2:2:2:2:9:9 syllabic pattern. The first four lines rhyme

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I was 9, Once Upon a Time

I was 9. Grandparent’s homestead My land of make-believe Jailhouse in a tree Time stood still. Once Upon a Time. ~ an EWK Poe’em   ©2016 EWK (inspired by an old Polaroid photo)

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I Sing the Volcano Electric (Poetic)

‘I Sing the Volcano Electric (Poetic)’ (written in an unedited flow of creative eruption – broken into 9 parts; with respect to the poetic work of the Whitman classic) 1 I sing the volcano electric, These crowded thoughts I love,

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Connection

“Can” we ever truly find connection? And, without any “strings” attached? (connection) creates (connection) = C³ Word toss from a friend = ‘Connection’ My alliterative gift in return: “Casual communication can cause a common connection. Continued contentment and confidential contemplation

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Arrows Apparent ~ an IKEA alliteration

Is IKEA infinitely invaded by incoherently immobilizing inhabitants? Indeed. Arrows apparent… Marketing to the masses muddling the marketplace… Mumblings of made-up Swedish manufactured merchandises? Maybe a MÄRKLIG, a MÖRBYLÅNGA, or a MYNDIG might manage? If intermittent inlaid in-way indicators imply

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Another Butter

Peanut butter… Mmm… make a sandwich, slices of bread… Crisped slabs of toast, plunged up from slots, bounding up, so warm and so hot… Here’s where some butter would hit the right spot. I must find a butter in time…

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Dream Away the Triple ‘A’ Way ~ (#3 of 3)

I have found that the sleeping dreams we have are beneficial and of value to extend the perception of our daily lifestyle. It is possible to enhance and motivate the creativity of our minds by the discipline of recognizing our

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To Write or Not to Write?

To write or not to write?… Could that be a question? To write is… To express a way of looking at the world. To write is… To share your own point of view. To write is… To give a piece

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She had Cabriole Legs

Mrs. Chippendale stood with an elegantly dominant feminine stature. She was furnished as a chairperson and Cabinet Secretary for the British Cabinet since the Queen Anne period of the early 18th century. Her classic style became the essential pattern for

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An Origami Kind of Love

It was an Origami kind of love. All folds and creases. In all the right places. We were two sheets of paper held together in a honorable pattern of texture, forms and color. The makers’ hands created our shapes as

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Dreams. Zzz…

Dreams.              l       r              e      a           perception              p      i    

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Dare to dream: Learn to be lucid.

It has been said that “Life is but a dream”… “… The cloud-capp’d tow’rs, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack

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Crumbs of Expression

crumbs of expression tossed along my narrowing paths. gobbled up like stale croutons fed to birds. birds burping on crusts dive off into their own wind. give me a caw, caw or as much as a chirp. on your way

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