"Last Verse Thoughts" (Entry 555)

What are these words I write?

Is it for a solitary read, 

or do others truly take heed?

Considered true poetry of Parnassians find? 

No, just rambling verse of no particular kind.

I know the truth behind these scribbled letters. 

They are all emotions outlet, 

inked, release and then forget. 

Others are there as rememberings.

The joy, the heartache, the little things. 

There's also waffle within what's weaved. 

Of nonsense, fun and rhyming prances. 

From distant space onto page and dances. 

Whatever explodes from these words I write. 

I hope occasionally they delight. 

I hope it means something to someone, even so slight. 

With that I write, farewell. Good night. 

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So we're here! Entry 555 completed!

Task accomplished!

When I began this blog in July 2012, part of me trembled with the thought if pushing myself in writing this amount on a daily basis. There was times of hiccups, times of computer or internet failure, times of illness, but I've made it...

And a massive thanks to you for sticking with me on this quest. Your support has been invaluable. 

Even though this blog is now finished, I have new updated plans for my poor, forgotten main site: http://thecraftyscribe.blogspot.co.uk more information to follow soon. 

I hope you'll join me there and on Twitter: @thecraftyscribe

Thank you again, see you on the other site!

"Art's Heart" (Entry 416)

Image emerge

From blank space,

Show your vision

In this place. 

Use my hand

And passion's heart. 

Bring forth creative spirit 

Release the art!

"Crafted Heart" (Entry 403)

Custom made without machine. 

Folded by hand, no routine. 

Fruitful bounty by flesh ungloved.

Given to you from an artist you loved. 

Kept in sentiment and forgotten memory. 

Held it heart, where it's meant to be. 

"Supernatural Snaps" (Entry 355)

Image flashes in the gloom. 

Indistinct. 

Concentrate. 

Adjust to flow in vision. 

Solid as Stonehenge. 

A fog descends.

It disappears. 

Know it's there. 

Immovable. 

Beyond reach. 

Try again. 

Press on. 

Push forward

Through pitch black barrier. 

Pulsing past. 

View it. 

Fully formed. 

Connected. 

Seeing above confines. 

Into Universal pictures of the mind. 

Supernatural senses of something sensational. 

Can you?

"A Creative Fight" (Entry 287)

Battle forward.
On and on.
Creativity - gone?
Do you believe that?
Is that truth's reality?
Surely it's not what's meant to be.
Buzz on.
Increase energy.
Live for life,
And, as they say,
Art for heart's sake.

"The Wake Up Call" (Entry 237)

Tough!

Enough is enough!

Out of the rough,

you're no duffer.

A cuff to the ear.

The ringing reaches brain.

The strain.

To lift vibration and take the pen.

To write, and read, and think in positive.

Are you fluent?

"Birth Day" (Entry 14)

At the hour of your birth,
as air fills your lungs,
A life of promise and hope,
sits on Fate's ladder's rungs.
Will you climb high?
Rejoice in each day.
Or will you stay grounded?
Or shine like star's ray?
From the time of your birth,
through the days between
From now on CREATE
Your life long dream.