Poems about Inspiration
#MyInspiration
My inspiration poems, a look into what inspires creativity and artistry in poets and writers. Poetry about a poet's muse or creative influence. Also poems about our idols, things or people who inspire us and those we aspire to be like.
Absence
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:23am
Yesterday 10:23am
The Art
Thoughts
Poetic inspiration
Naked
Bare yet full of beautiful expression
Soft and supple
Love and wanting
Desiring to be touched
Appreciated
Then Skillfully used Passionately
Quill
Naked
Rises to the Occasion
Hard yet inviting
Strong and skilled
Lustful and needing to pontificate
Ready
Willing and Able
To craft
To appreciate
To use her Passionately
Upon this canvas
Here
We embrace
We embark on this odyssey
Where with each Stroke
Of the pen ...
Poetic inspiration
Naked
Bare yet full of beautiful expression
Soft and supple
Love and wanting
Desiring to be touched
Appreciated
Then Skillfully used Passionately
Quill
Naked
Rises to the Occasion
Hard yet inviting
Strong and skilled
Lustful and needing to pontificate
Ready
Willing and Able
To craft
To appreciate
To use her Passionately
Upon this canvas
Here
We embrace
We embark on this odyssey
Where with each Stroke
Of the pen ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#passion
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2 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
27th Jul 2021 9:21am
27th Jul 2021 9:21am
Far Out
I realized
again -
that
I didn’t know what day it was.
And
That I don’t much care.
Time
is
not mine.
I write everyday.
I once wrote -
1200 words in 5 minutes.
(By hand.)
Whatever that means.
Sometimes/most times
I stir myself up,
crash into myself,
As though
Invading the underworld,
like the I Ching
spoke of,
long ago.
I think
I bend
so far
& not
break.
It is
far
out.
again -
that
I didn’t know what day it was.
And
That I don’t much care.
Time
is
not mine.
I write everyday.
I once wrote -
1200 words in 5 minutes.
(By hand.)
Whatever that means.
Sometimes/most times
I stir myself up,
crash into myself,
As though
Invading the underworld,
like the I Ching
spoke of,
long ago.
I think
I bend
so far
& not
break.
It is
far
out.
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#passion
25 reads
4 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2021 8:33am
22nd Jul 2021 8:33am
6 as a 9
Repression stored -
a vineyard of silence,
across the line of the lips
as still as statuesque
Protrusion
Portraying endurance,
expressed
in spokesperson
eyes
of mad bomb.
Words across the screen
are seen -
and seem
to say – Something uncertain,
The eyes are… Certain.
Pull back the curtain,
sensuous inspiration -
in words written
in liberation
by
artists of trysts
&
linguists of flesh
as ink
under
the ...
a vineyard of silence,
across the line of the lips
as still as statuesque
Protrusion
Portraying endurance,
expressed
in spokesperson
eyes
of mad bomb.
Words across the screen
are seen -
and seem
to say – Something uncertain,
The eyes are… Certain.
Pull back the curtain,
sensuous inspiration -
in words written
in liberation
by
artists of trysts
&
linguists of flesh
as ink
under
the ...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords
#SelfDiscovery
41 reads
2 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
20th Jul 2021 10:15am
20th Jul 2021 10:15am
Radioactive
Every journey has demands,
amphibious creatures unto lands
Of sands,
Converting oxygen with methods
written into the design
by creation, & or, evolution
To sustain
Trips into foreign places,
in search of information,
Out of instinct, like
The poet, always bringing back
Ink.
Radiated
by the other side,
in residual aftermaths,
over time, becoming deeply engrained
In
Grains of sand,
washed over and moved
by the waves of self, in a groove,...
amphibious creatures unto lands
Of sands,
Converting oxygen with methods
written into the design
by creation, & or, evolution
To sustain
Trips into foreign places,
in search of information,
Out of instinct, like
The poet, always bringing back
Ink.
Radiated
by the other side,
in residual aftermaths,
over time, becoming deeply engrained
In
Grains of sand,
washed over and moved
by the waves of self, in a groove,...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#meditation
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0 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
18th Jul 2021 12:36pm
18th Jul 2021 12:36pm
WHEN THE COMMITMENT IS REAL
When do you know what you have is special and unique and beautiful, is when we can rediscover who and what we have in our lives, for there's no denying the depth of the heart nor the love. For you can see through the illuminations of the mere darkness, seen through open eyes not through eyes close to the warmth of loving arms. When do you know what they say is true from the heart and soul, cause you feel it emotionally and physically as it pours through your own majestic soul, like liquid strings of gold woven into a tapestry of body and soul. Cause when it comes with no strings attach to the...
#memories
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
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6 Comments
CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
17th Jul 2021 9:58pm
17th Jul 2021 9:58pm
Eternal Night
I stare at the wall
I look at the clock
I try to move on
I give it all I got
Is there a chance for me to be
A chance for me to fight
Light will rise
Let's end this eternal night
This life is hard
To find a home
To be a man
You feel all alone
You travel the desert
Searching for that gold
Trying to remember
And get your story told
I stare at the wall
I look at the clock
I try to move on
I give it all I got
Is there a chance for me to be
A...
I look at the clock
I try to move on
I give it all I got
Is there a chance for me to be
A chance for me to fight
Light will rise
Let's end this eternal night
This life is hard
To find a home
To be a man
You feel all alone
You travel the desert
Searching for that gold
Trying to remember
And get your story told
I stare at the wall
I look at the clock
I try to move on
I give it all I got
Is there a chance for me to be
A...
#dreams
#lyrics
#MyInspiration
#acceptance
#determination
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1 Comment
CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
17th Jul 2021 1:44pm
17th Jul 2021 1:44pm
The Water Still
The water still
The birds they fly
The fish they swim
The day goes by
The sun will shine
The flowers bloom
The grass is green
And peace is soon
The rain might come
The sky may darken
The storms may rise
Here lies a Spartan
The moon might glow
The stars may twinkle
It's time to sleep
A magic sprinkle
For all will try
With all they got
Most will struggle
Few will not
So what to do
When you dream of more
Your distant future
Your...
The birds they fly
The fish they swim
The day goes by
The sun will shine
The flowers bloom
The grass is green
And peace is soon
The rain might come
The sky may darken
The storms may rise
Here lies a Spartan
The moon might glow
The stars may twinkle
It's time to sleep
A magic sprinkle
For all will try
With all they got
Most will struggle
Few will not
So what to do
When you dream of more
Your distant future
Your...
#dreams
#fate
#mirror
#TruthOfLife
#MyInspiration
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1 Comment
Cipher_O
Poem Published
14th Jul 2021 10:12am
14th Jul 2021 10:12am
Felony Poetry
In the shadowy enclaves
of the city…
Masked poets run free.
Following the whims
of those-thems.
Place to place.
Stopping at points
that cause pause...
Creating havoc…
Like an origami construct
with inter-dimensional
sounds - of tin foil
Crinkled…
Instantaneous
And then… ghost
Nobody knows.
As the flames rise
& purify
The lies in the eyes
of poetry
Cellular soulful solar… Incised
in...
of the city…
Masked poets run free.
Following the whims
of those-thems.
Place to place.
Stopping at points
that cause pause...
Creating havoc…
Like an origami construct
with inter-dimensional
sounds - of tin foil
Crinkled…
Instantaneous
And then… ghost
Nobody knows.
As the flames rise
& purify
The lies in the eyes
of poetry
Cellular soulful solar… Incised
in...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#passion
33 reads
10 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
12th Jul 2021 9:48am
12th Jul 2021 9:48am
Writing as Dying
It’s as simple as…
Opening a vein
instantly feeling the flow
like death into life
and
following
wherever this flow
chooses to go...
Like ghost lights
On the darkest nights
Drifting & darting
Playing & parting
Into
a
window
span
of
blood
flow
to
land
on
land
Opening a vein
instantly feeling the flow
like death into life
and
following
wherever this flow
chooses to go...
Like ghost lights
On the darkest nights
Drifting & darting
Playing & parting
Into
a
window
span
of
blood
flow
to
land
on
land
#love
#honesty
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#passion
51 reads
15 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
11th Jul 2021 10:51am
11th Jul 2021 10:51am
VITRIOL
Believe your heart, especially when it's already tried and tested. Never contradict it, for it can usually foresee what matters most. It is your private oracle.”
― Baltasar Gracián, The Art of Worldly Wisdom
The mind is a wave machine that reaches out
Constantly, a rhythmic trance of shifting thought,
Originating in the distant mirage like horizon,
Some strange epicenter, in a womb of everyone
And everything, born, in the secrecy of latency,
So far away, beyond the perception’s potentiality,
Where ships sails are consumed in a brash...
― Baltasar Gracián, The Art of Worldly Wisdom
The mind is a wave machine that reaches out
Constantly, a rhythmic trance of shifting thought,
Originating in the distant mirage like horizon,
Some strange epicenter, in a womb of everyone
And everything, born, in the secrecy of latency,
So far away, beyond the perception’s potentiality,
Where ships sails are consumed in a brash...
#love
#inspirational
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#passion
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2 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
10th Jul 2021 11:35am
10th Jul 2021 11:35am
Transparency
The mystery of obscurity, an invasion in clouds -
A citrus sun, imbued with truth, spoken aloud…
Over spots of solitary shadows and over crowds,
Prevailing in symbolic light, construed to elude
Vestiges of impurity, that would derail the story -
As all the elements are necessary for the glory
To be understood, by unraveling symbolically
And stripping away, all the names diametrically
Applied to truth, instilling profound impurity -
To know the one truth that can exist, presently,
Individuated & encoded, deep in the psychology ...
A citrus sun, imbued with truth, spoken aloud…
Over spots of solitary shadows and over crowds,
Prevailing in symbolic light, construed to elude
Vestiges of impurity, that would derail the story -
As all the elements are necessary for the glory
To be understood, by unraveling symbolically
And stripping away, all the names diametrically
Applied to truth, instilling profound impurity -
To know the one truth that can exist, presently,
Individuated & encoded, deep in the psychology ...
#love
#honesty
#MyInspiration
#redemption
#fear
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4 Comments
RiAN
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2021 8:35am
3rd Jul 2021 8:35am
to wield the sword called poetry
Here engraved
encapsulated echo
nine nights
nine suns
rekindle
Speaker
revive
these outstretched palms
pleading poetry
sprouting from
these hands
oh
these opal hands
this lighthouse
within my heart
stigma flower
saffron dries
exiled scent
frequencies
these hands
have strummed
the lyre
effortlessly
a canvas calling
languid lines
dim witted
scalds breathing
voices
allusions
illusions
hearer ...
encapsulated echo
nine nights
nine suns
rekindle
Speaker
revive
these outstretched palms
pleading poetry
sprouting from
these hands
oh
these opal hands
this lighthouse
within my heart
stigma flower
saffron dries
exiled scent
frequencies
these hands
have strummed
the lyre
effortlessly
a canvas calling
languid lines
dim witted
scalds breathing
voices
allusions
illusions
hearer ...
#MyInspiration
#uplifting
#WritingPoetry #historical
#WritingPoetry #historical
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