Personal Creativity Project: Poetry

Thinking of Ray Bradbury and Clive Barker tonight.  Love the sinister carnival theme. 

The Carnival

Behold the great and secret show,
Dare you to enter in?
There’s love and beauty honor too,
Debauchery and sin.

There’s every kind of freak inside,
Just take a look my friend,
You’ll see we’re really all the same,
Mere mortals in the end.

We travel round from place to place,
We’ve travelled everywhere.
Though all agree the show is great, None want us anywhere.

So see the show then tell your friends,
Tell everyone you know.
But do it soon for Monday night,
It’s on the road we go.

The great and secret show’s in town,
A brief engagement run.
So grab your love and came on down,
If our show sounds like fun.

Cheers, Winston

Personal Creativity Project: Poetry

For those who thought I might be done with poetry…. that will probably never be the case.  Tonights verse is courtesy of the wilderness  is my backyard.  It got to the point my dog didn’t have room to go out to go pee.  So Lynn and I got busy and reclaimed part of it for him.  just not sure when we’ll get to the rest of it.

Nature’s Kingdom

My yard is overgrown and the weeds are quite extreme,
And if I don’t do something soon I’ll hear the neighbors scream.

I have a honeysuckle vine that once fit in a pot ,
But now it’s twenty feet or more to give or take a jot.

The locals think the look of it is really quite a fright,
But birds and all the critters seem quite thrilled to see this sight.

So do I cut it to the ground avoid my neighbors wrath,
Or leave it to the birds and bees let nature take her path?

Cheers, Winston

Personal Creativity Project Redux

So I missed another post last night.  This time, I was studying for a course for work.  Being my second recent miss, I felt it would be dishonest to continue the numbering. 

The new plan is to post a variety of creative material.  There will still be poetry.  There will be other writing and sketches and other art.

So stick around…. things are just getting going,

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Cheers, Winston