Accidental Poet

The Circle of Inspiration


It influences us all
From young to old
Dark and light
And timid to bold
Round and round it goes
The circle of inspiration
It touches you and me
And between us grows admiration


through my circle of friends,i am inspired to write .
they give me so many choices to choose from,the inspiration is endless,and writers block never visits here...


Be it the bright sun or the moon
A cute dance or a well sung tune
A moving tribute posted here
A beautiful write shared there
Dark feelings from within
Emotions making one spin
Inspiration is all around
Even in small things it is found
Grateful to be able to share
& strip my poetry bare


It comes from a thought, from a sound or from nowhere,
It takes me by surprise
like it was always there
If I don’t get the pen
it takes over my ground
jumps, turns and plays
my attention calling to be found.
Happily I give my hand
turn my mind into silence
It drops itself, word by word
no need for more guidance.


As the sun rises from the dark
Thoughts come into my mind,
Come into my soul.
They flow through my pen,
Alight on this page
So all can see
The beauty of words,
The beauty that words can create
Can create for all.


I came here to join,
This talented crowd,
Reading the words,
As I say them out loud.
Inspiration is in every,
Sentence I see,
Even though at times,
It tries hiding from me.
So others will come,
As we gallantly write.
Inspiration was just hiding,
Away in plain sight.


Inspiration, my muse
comes to me by night
sometimes primitive and dark
but I still see a light
moved by other poet's work
of whom I often read
I see we are a family
a clan and a breed
by: Candlewitch


Inspired by who came before
newcomers walking through the door
by those mauled in the lions den
who let it bleed from dripping pen
inspired by a brand new age
computer screen beside my page


In the nooks of the mind
Novelty shines
Sketching an image,
Painting a thought.
Indulging the heart with
Ravishing emotions.
Ambers of feelings
Translated into words
Initiate the lines
Of melodious rhythm.
Notations, we read as Poetry.
**ACROSTIC**


This is all going to come off the top of my head
As I'm on the spot to think of all my inspirational poetic friends.
My fear you all take,as you read the thoughts of my hearts wake
The understanding I receive by taking in all of yours
Makes a ripple affect that will end, connecting with every soul
Knowing our purpose is to just help one another be whole


An idea born, to a thought conceived
To its meaning, I too had been deceived
Spray it all down in ink, ride the wave
This feeling of writing, one we all crave
A bond we hold together and forever
One we must never forget or sever


Inspiration is there
A true poet hears it
A true poet sees it
A true poet smells it
No landscape is ever hidden.
No subject is beyond words.
Nothing evades the poets pen.
.
Michael Edwards

Comments3

  • Accidental Poet

    Great job everyone. Thank you all so very much for adding your part to this write that I was inspired for when I left a note to one of you. I love how you all picked up on the idea of this write and make it as beautiful as it is. I'm honored and thankful to write among you all. ; )

    • tepo

      Thank you for the opportunity to have a verse among such talented writers
      Greatly appreciated
      Ta

    • Β π‘…πŸ‘π’·π’Ύπ“ƒ 𝑅𝑒𝒷𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽

      I just love this word for word expresses so much how it stays with you.

    • Jhe

      an exciting, inspiring, and valdating read ~ well done everyone !!!



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