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Not saying anything

Posted: September 3rd, 2018, 8:55 pm
by creativesoul
It is best sometimes to determine
When the Frankenstein’s of this world will
Follow the music or freak out
Sitting in the painting studio
I want to get messy
I want to paint the fuck out of fucking
Oh I want to love to fuck with paint
Yes it’s so fucking freeing from whatever
I think which is usually trivia
Occasionally I get one brain storm
Today there is something mysterious in my fave
One million sensative moment later on
She spoke with a cobalt tongue and crimson lips
Of pomegranate juice and signs of hope
In various colors
Little tassels among austere furniture
Like my father died and so far no lodge no feast
Oh my creator
Let me do this for my father and family

Re: Not saying anything

Posted: September 3rd, 2018, 8:57 pm
by creativesoul
The natives are restless
My ancestors are on me to do this thing
All my natives are up
North
And I am not going there
I know that what is needed will arrive

Re: Not saying anything

Posted: September 3rd, 2018, 8:58 pm
by creativesoul
Too much death has passed that way
I can’t go there

Re: Not saying anything

Posted: September 3rd, 2018, 9:31 pm
by saw
for me the creative process is certainly linked to my personal life...be it poetry or painting....or even playing music can be cathartic...

So dive into your palette, let the stories flow through your brush

Re: Not saying anything

Posted: September 6th, 2018, 7:11 pm
by creativesoul
Aw new brushes too!