Exploring Vicki's creative juices
Exploring Vicki's creative juices
This year, I’ll run five miles every day To get fit, fight the flab, keep the blubber at bay I’ll dine on healthy, home-cooked food Lovingly prepared for my so-grateful brood. I’ll endeavour spare cash to dutifully save For a secure financial future, the way to pave My outstanding papers I’ll file and order …
What sort of poems would I most need? Aha, an interesting question indeed. Ones which uplift, encourage, inspire? Ones perfectly crafted, or ones which are dire? Ones about nature, the world all around, Where colours and glorious images abound. Ones about hardship, blackness and sorrow, Solitude, suffering, no hope for the morrow, Or …
Have you ever noticed our desire to create? To produce, develop, and fabricate, To compose, to invent, to design To construct, develop and refine… It might be a painting, a poem, a book, Perhaps a new dish that you’ve chosen to cook. It could be a carving, a fine piece of wood, Or a …
What is the colour of noise? Is it the rushing, bubbling blue of the stream as it tumbles over pebbles and boulders? Is it the dismal grey chug-chug of lorry’s exhaust? Or the sizzling smoke of an overheated engine? Is it the metallic silver of a computer processor? The hum of a CD preparing …
Lift the lid of that happy thought And joy and enthusiasm come bubbling from below. Open the door to that new idea And creativity and imagination begin to flow. Pave the way for that dream still unfulfilled And goals and projects tumble into view. Press the trigger for that surprise event And excitement and …