urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mydnyght_verse Artistic representations of Life mydnyght_verse 2006-04-11T21:50:15Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mydnyght_verse:13519 2006-04-11T21:50:15Z 2006-04-11T21:50:15Z I have no real Talent<br />My Art is not my own<br />I've taken bits and pieces<br />From everyone I've known<br />A phrase, maybe a stanza<br />From a piece of Poetry<br />I switch a word or two around<br />And it belongs to me<br />This painting I spent days on<br />My shirt a paint-stain smear<br />Please don't look at it too closely<br />or the numbers may appear<br />I collect all kinds of interests<br />They're mostly from my Friends<br />But sometimes I don't remember where<br />They end or I begin<br />My originality is false<br />A creative fallacy<br />I only want to be what they are<br />Because I'm unhappy being me<br />So I cut and paste the pieces <br />And weave this Jigsaw web<br />It may seem to you pathetic<br />But its logic in my head urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mydnyght_verse:7788 2005-02-15T00:07:04Z 2005-02-15T00:07:04Z J.E.W. - Bleed American... Or inspiration if you rather, either is correct...I find my muse to be fleeting at best, I've been told to name her, I considered that in depth until I realized that there isn't just <i>one</i> muse, I have many, My Muse is life and all of the aspects of it, from emotional depths to cloudy hights to give that a name more then "inspiration" would be to limit it to the meaning of that name....<br /><br />To one day be inpired by the stars and name the inspiration to reflect that, then limits that muse to the realm of the night....<br /><br />To be inspired by a tree and call the muse something that reflects nature, limits my muse to nature....<br /><br />Rather then to call her "Life" and allow her to inspire me in all the aspects that reflect Life...<br /><br />And, like life she is fleeting<br />My Muse. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mydnyght_verse:6286 2005-01-28T23:22:39Z 2005-01-28T23:22:39Z Writing Life as Poetry <br />Little things inspire me <br />A dewdrop on a blade <br />Of grass <br />The way the Wind brings <br />Change to pass <br />The flitter of a Butterfly <br />And all the Stars <br />Up in the Sky <br />All these things <br />And more I see <br />they inspire my Life <br />And the Poem <br />That is <br />Me. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mydnyght_verse:2555 2005-01-28T20:59:33Z 2005-01-28T20:59:33Z Gentle, Persuasive<br />Submisive pervert<br /><br />Believable liar<br />Insane introvert<br /><br />Wandering dark paths<br />Then silent for days<br /><br />I twist what I touch <br />In strange subtle ways<br /><br />Watching the movement<br />Of the glittering stars<br /><br />Now washing in Moonlight<br />My new set of scars