Playing acoustic guitar was so much fun
It gave him a way to relax and create
Couldn’t get into it tonight though
Knowing he needed to shake the bejesus out of his guitar to get out the damn …
Pick (an acrostic poem)
Tag Archives: create
Starlight (an acrostic poem)
Stars send speeding photons flying through the nothingness
To land blissfully on my eyes as I look heavenward
Awestruck at the age of the light that graced me
Realizing a small chunk of ancient history
Looking at a place that might not exist anymore
It causes me to pause, wondering what I am casting into the void around me
Giving life to something that will outlast my stay in this universe
Hoping that someone will gaze upon that something and be inspired
To create their own light and cast it into the unknown
Mint (an acrostic poem)
Making so much money on NFTs
It made him think of those old-timers using a printing press
Nowadays, counterfeiting was so old school
The new thing was blockchain where could create money just like the…
Prince (an acrostic poem)
Perhaps one day I will be a king
Reaching up and placing the crown on my own head
It would be then where I fulfill my destiny
Never looking back, I would break down barriers and shatter glass ceilings
Creating new norms that would create a more equitable society
Even though some may call me queen, my breasts won’t define me!
Wonder (an acrostic poem)
Watch the way the world unfolds around you.
One thing leading to another in a vast circle of reality.
Notice how each piece is interlinked with so many other pieces.
Down to the knowledge that a star had to die to create the matter that makes you.
Ever sit there and just contemplate all that?
Realize that that feeling of awe is as normal as breathing, that you are a …
Paint (an acrostic poem)
Picking the right color is so important to create the correct atmosphere
A shade too dark and it puts people in a somber mood
If its too light they will feel not grounded in the space
Now if you go for a wild color, well that just causes people to go insane
That’s why the world believes in beige, and why I avoid it like the plague.
Serendipity (an acrostic poem)
Sometimes it’s those flukes of luck that change the world
Everyone thinks it is greatness, but so much is being in the right place at the right time
Realizing that you are in that moment for a reason
Engaging in what needs to be done to create your new normal
Now sometimes it is pure happenstance
Dumb luck if you will
It can be such a blessing
Perhaps it was more than that, though
It was a break waiting for you to come along to happen
That you were, for that moment in time, the chosen one
You just need to accept the honor
Hope (an acrostic poem)
How can you open your eyes every morning
Only to find so much darkness around you
Pushing you further into despair
Evict those thoughts since you can create light and let it shine
Accept (an acrostic poem)
And this is the new normal?
Can’t we come up with something a bit better?
Create a tomorrow that makes yesterday seem like the Middle Ages
Except some pine for that yesterday
Pulling that familiar close to their bosom
The unknown is just too much to …
Create (an acrostic poem)
Can’t make anything out of nothing
Really that’s a crock of bull
Everyone knows storytellers weave lies into whole cloth
And wrap you up inside nice and snug
That’s the stuff godhood is made of
Even if the magic eventually fades into memory
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