My Purple Pen

There are times, places,
Avoided by almost all
Who choose, because we wish
LIVES,
But confrontation, conflict
FREE;
Experience, which will never be.
Strife presents in
So many situations,
PERSONALITIES,
Being a cumulative fact,
A sign circumstance must
ALTER,
Bend with change.
Growth is destiny, even
When forced, violent,
But peace is hoped, dared to pray,
For loss is not a price
APPROVED
Ever to be paid.
We dance our lines – listen,
Consonants beg humbly
Vowels murmur softly
ANGELS
Blend resonant voices
Among mere mortal entreaties;
The most possible, impossible
DREAM,
Liberty for every person, entity,
Who lives and will in
The future survive,
ALIVE –
The story to continue
Injustice, inhumanity to quell:
Happiness, love, peace…
ALL IS WELL!

As a prompt, do something different in your creative practice. If you work mostly on devices, go analog; use pens, change them about; work inside, go out. Variety can kick your brain into a different mindset. If you like share what develops.

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It is my hope that you are doing well and that even in this strange year you are making progress toward your goals. Life is a fascinating adventure when you dive into what comes.

Late Night Alight

Hope to Give

I want to take you
To all the places you have
Never guessed or known,
Show you all the magic of
The simplest “I don’t know,”
Teach you how to find yourself
In the universe of love
Which pure passion has imparted.
Take your hand and lead you
To places happiness never departed,
Encourage you to live again without
The sting of being continuously haunted.
Everyone deserves a current love without fail,
Forever is not a crazy imaginary fairytale –
It can be coaxed, drawn, made wholesale.

Implications Poetical

It is tough to be a poet –
Subject to blame, complaints,
And yet, hard it is not,
Because poets have everything:
Hate, love; form, free; evil, good;
Lovely, ugly; all the words from
Every age, language, in attendance –
Dancing in creativity blessed brains
Ready to make entrance and appear
Marching lines upon the pristine page.
Do not lament the dejected lot
Of one whose choice is to be a poet
For a more nuanced definition can not
Come to pass than such blessed
Omen as to claim the identity
Of a writer of poetry.

As a prompt, explore your creative outlet, do work that gives insight into its benefits and hazards. Share or not, as you like.

What can you do to incite your productivity? Consider doing this.

Gratitude List

I am thankful:

Service at Ford fixed my Check Engine Light so it could pass emissions.
I carried twenty bags of cans to the dumpster a ways away.
I got the Explorer’s emissions done.
I managed to finally navigate the tax site so tags are paid.
I have been extremely productive in my creative output lately.

Kindness Ink

I have problems with fountain pens, but they are a challenge, so you know, I adore them. This is a Moonman M2. The ink is from the Monteverde Emotions line and is called Kindness.

If we all wrote with Kindness ink, what would the world become? Something other, I am guessing. I love the color. I shall endeavor to live up to the name.

Whet An Appetite

No one tells the rain
When or where it may occur
We have so little
Control though we want it all –
To bear us loving and true
Is the earnest service we do
For much is beyond our reach
We have only faith and prayer
To approach God for His care.

Love is no free-throw
Constitution, strength, will,
Dexterity, charisma,
All measured in the balance
And every roll can damage.
Creativity, imagination,
Lights love with passion, purpose,
But day to day may with
Worry douse the vigorous flame,
Delight much must kindle again.

Yesterday cannot
Touch today’s incandescent
Beauty in your eyes
The world has opened anew
Blooming with love found in view.

Love’s flames hungrily
Fire the passion and the blood,
Make need understood.