
a blank canvas
tubes of painting
resting on the shelves
winds of inspiration
blowing in another direction
becalmed
looking for creativity
far away on the horizon
unreachable
Joining Eugi’s moonwashed challenge – becalmed
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Lovely imagery!
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Thanks, Nicole!
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Lovely poem! The soothing rhythm fits your message well.
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Thanks so much!
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Hey Elizabeth,
Your poem is like a gentle breeze of creativity. I love how you’ve painted the search for inspiration with such simplicity and beauty. It feels like a quiet journey toward the horizon of creativity. Beautifully done!
~David
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Thanks for the lovely comment, David!
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Awesome poem.
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Thanks, Kamal!
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Welcome Elizabeth 😊
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A lovely poem Elizabeth
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Thanks, Sadje!
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Most welcome
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But it’s okay because the winds will always change direction again 🙂
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Yes, you are right!
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Moonwashed…such a lovely word. And a lovely poem, Elizabeth.
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Thanks, Lois!
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Lovely Elizabeth
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Thanks! 🙂
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