Creativity Applied Productivity

ingenious playful subtle artistry
innovatively imaginatively
sows resourceful ripe productively


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Light and Movement

The sky is blue bright sunshine shows
the changing colours of the trees.
Which ripple in the playful breeze
A changing tapestry that glows
with autumn colours which compose,
contrasts and subtle harmonies
An artist palette sure to please
the eye of anyone who knows.
That they are free to look their fill
on Mother Natures artistry.
A still life which is never still
but always moving fluidly.
Obedient to the artists will
eschewing mediocrity.

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Wonder

A copper beech stands out on meadow green,
the hand of God draws colour to viewed scene:
such artistry, so subtle, so sublime,
one's wonder grows within, spins outside time.

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Never walk away from failure. On the contrary, study it carefully and imaginatively for its hidden assets.

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Transformation Of Soul An Inner Artistry

having a hard time 'loving oneself'
is a good start to soul's journey
individuals who face difficulty
who have a hard time 'loving oneself'

already face challenges of Christ
find historic teachings of Buddha
too challenging time sows changes
this is not a task worried worked at

let peace of enlightenment enfold souls
souls willing will embrace life lessons
will constantly strive to attain harmony
transformation of soul an inner artistry


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Elite

When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
You like attention
It proof to you youre alive
Stop parading your angles
Confused? youll know when youre ripe
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
youre pregnant
With all this space
Thick with money
But I lost my taste
Youre into depression
Cause it matches your eyes
Stop! the faux to be famous
Confused? youll know when youre ripe
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
youre pregnant
With all this case
Thick with money
But I lost the taste
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
youre pregnant
With all this case
Thick with money
But I lost the taste
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)

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Sorrow Sows The Shattered Heart

Sorrow Sows The Shattered Heart


Sorrow sows the shattered heart
Mourn the last beats chance to start
Scattered to the winds impart
Pity the pieces as love departs


14 April 2008

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My soul tells off my playful spirit

My soul tells off my playful spirit
Where is thine reverence it asks
I bow my head and ask forgiveness
But I know not for which giggling task

This soul has seen and felt deep love
And has touched great wonder sublime
It shares this love with its true dearest
Sending spirit free for playful rhyme

So when soul tells off my playful spirit
It's hard to take it seriously
As spirit knows that soul has caused
My love to spill for you deliriously

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Impossiblity (Irenga)

Glorious sunset,
the western sky ablaze with shades of red.
Nature’s artistry
beyond a mans ability
to emulate or imitate.

Nature’s artistry
beyond any mans ability
to emulate or imitate.
Although they still try.
Perfection beyond their grasp.

Natures artistry
beyond any mans ability
to emulate or imitate.
But driven by some inner need
they are convinced they can succeed.

First stanza
5 syllables
10 syllables
5 syllables
8syllables.
8syllables

Second stanza
repeat last three lines of first stanza
then
5 syllables
8 syllables.

Third stanza
Repeat
Last three lines of first stanza
Then
8 syllables
syllables
Japanese style poetry
no obligation to rhyme.


(22/07/2007)

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The starry three sisters

The starry three sisters
are rising overhead
and the hot day
is dead.

The winter night chills
and spreads ripe,
over grass and plants.

There’s a playful
charm to the icy wind,
that stir some fallen leaves.

Your smile
has its own warmth
and the taste of your lips,
are sweet and soft.

Your eyes has a glimmer
that sparks to the soul
and where love burns,
no winter can chill.

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Thrown Into This World

he may have been thrown into this world
complaining that this matter is without his
consent and he may walk like he does not
belong and would not speak their language
or adopt to their dance and songs. He may
just stand there and watch and tell that he
does not like everyone and everything and
not gain any confidence from anyone and
he may just be a nobody but a protester.
Sadly, he is thrown into this world and
Gladly, he shall be thrown out. He reaps
what he sows. He sows dislike he shall
reap disgust and that is fair enough.

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When I speak of ""cycles,"" I am referring to lengthy intervals of relative homogeneity, if not in the resolving of problems, than at least with respect to the consistency of their capacity to productively irritate.

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Doug's Peach

The Theory of Non-Exclusivity states that:
Always right exists in left
And likewise left in right.

I went outside and picked a peach,
the episcopalian of the four.

Parts were ripe and parts were wrong-
if 'wrong' is 'not as ripe'.
And if 'wrong' is 'not as ripe',
then 'ripe' is 'right' for sure.

I ate some right, then ate the wrong,
then ate what right was left:
thus proving, sure as Al's my brother,
that neither right nor left is
exclusive of the other.

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Insulting

I can not believe,
The magic of your artistry.
Your ability to capture vivid images...
Is something I have never seen.

And the depth and scope,
Of your comprehension of the craft...
Should not be kept to yourself.
You have an audience out there,
Unprepared to be enthralled within your grasp.
YOU are a 'genius'.

'Why don't you come out and say it?
What you see is a bunch of crap.
You think I am 'that' sensitive?
And you use reverse psychology,
Believing any insulting comments...
Will hurt and shatter me in disbelief?
Tell me what you 'really' think.'

Okay.
I will.

I can not believe,
The magic of your artistry.
Your ability to capture vivid images...
Is something I have never seen.

Now...
If you want me to say that,
In a more insulting way...
I'll do my best.
Because I 'know' I am blessed with talents as well.
Do you want me to give it another try?

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Katharine Graham

No one can avoid aging, but aging productively is something else.

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Cherry Ripe

Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry,
Full and fair ones; come, and buy:
If so be you ask me where
They do grow? I answer, there
Where my Julia's lips do smile;--
There's the land, or cherry-isle;
Whose plantations fully show
All the year where cherries grow.

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Cherry- Ripe

CHERRY-RIPE, ripe, ripe, I cry,
Full and fair ones; come and buy.
If so be you ask me where
They do grow, I answer: There
Where my Julia's lips do smile;
There's the land, or cherry-isle,
Whose plantations fully show
All the year where cherries grow.

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I even believe in helping an employer function more productively. For then, we will have a claim to higher wages, shorter hours, and greater participation in the benefits of running a smooth industrial machine.

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Playful Fingers…

He kisses me like a caterpillar
Curling in a sun aroused flower
So playful is his desire his ardour
My carpel wishes are to enclose
Around that: wincing thorn of pleasure.
To entrap alone his stamens tongue!
Amidst; the sepal-hips of my thighs
Now to cocoon, locked, playful fingers
And petal wings together.

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There's nothing more dangerous than a resourceful idiot.

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Indian Love Song

She

LIKE a serpent to the calling voice of flutes,
Glides my heart into thy fingers, O my Love!
Where the night-wind, like a lover, leans above
His jasmine-gardens and sirisha-bowers;
And on ripe boughs of many-coloured fruits
Bright parrots cluster like vermilion flowers.


He

Like the perfume in the petals of a rose,
Hides thy heart within my bosom, O my love!
Like a garland, like a jewel, like a dove
That hangs its nest in the asoka-tree.
Lie still, O love, until the morning sows
Her tents of gold on fields of ivory.

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