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29 creative works found

• SHH. I can't take the silence anymore
  by Imogene Munday

  how loud can silence get? / it’s resounding in my ears / deafening me / SHH.

  =] poem for school

• Inspiration
  by cruserart

  INSPIRATION I am but an artist, / I hold close what I see. / One day it starts to weep from me. / The warmth, the beauty, / The clouds a…

• On the Beach
  by Nancy Stafford

  On the shore of the Beach

  poem

• Challenge 9 - Inspiration - CLOSED
  by Challenge Master

  Challenge: 09 Theme: Inspiration Who can take part?: Written Work Only – you dont have to be a writer, have a go at this. An…

  Challenge: 09 Theme: Inspiration Who can take part?: Written Work Only – you dont have to be a writer, have a go at this. Anything goes as long as the main idea of the work is define and describe what inspiration means to you / / / Deadline: Feb. 9, 2008, 9.00 pm GMT / If your entry isn’t in by that time, consider yourself disqualified. Tags: You MUST tag your entry with CCW9 If you do not tag your work, it will not show up in our list and so, it will not be included in the judging or the public poll so it must be tagged. / One simple rule for this challenge – the word limit is 300 words. Restrictions: You may only have ONE ENTRY PER CHALLENGE! Guidelines: You MUST follow the RedBubble code of conduct and our group guidelines as stated below: No pornographic, offensive or abusive material / Please show respect for your fellow Bubblers and mods while making comments / Moderator decisions are absolute and final Tips: Let your imaginations run wild! So, what are you waiting for? Start uploading and tagging your entries! / / CM

• Inspi-ration
  by legi0n

  Stuck in a coulrophobic, twisting, bozoic, bizarre parade, at times. / Even I don’t like the white spears guarding suburbia.

  forms of my inspiration and to inspire, as well.

• Inspiration You Asked...
  by budrfli

  sparking, creativity / worlds of shadow and light / assaulting my senses / poignant souls / inspiration

  ccw9 entry

• Inspiration Sminchpiration
  by MrsO

  Inspiration / Smuchpiration / Schincpiration too Could just be moments / Such as when I look at you Throw the colour / Dance the sheets…

  Written for Challenge Cafe / Brief: What does Inspiration mean to me?

• inspiration
  by LB Andrich

  fresh morning pie / on a bill-free Saturday, / Spring’s soft moss that first thin root; / cageless / and yearning.

• inspiration..in short... but in truth
  by aspectsoftmk

  that images touch without ever being.

  for the challenge cafe…inspiration.

• The Brightening
  by Dean Warwick

  Within the bowls of the earth, in a dark abyss, could be heard sorrowful sounds, likened to a pipe organ playing dirges…........ ...

  On my artwork called ” You Tell Me The Story” / I asked for interpretations of the art as comments. From the feedback that I got I created this story. Thank you so much all who contributed, you were my inspiration, it was fun and enlightening!

• I am...
  by friartuck

  ...A smile and a fluttering of flirty blue eyes…

  I’m inspired by a lot of things…

• The memory of music
  by Jodi Webb

  It sooths my soul / It dulls the pain / But making me happy / All the same / When I’m sad / and shed a tear / It makes me feel / Like I’m still …

  I was listening to my Ipod on the train to work and this started to form in my head, after hearing a song which I haven’t heard for ages, and it stirred up some old memories, which made me laugh. The people on the train must have thought I was completely bonkers! / It also made me think how inspirational music can be and how much I get from it and quite possibly take it for granted sometimes.

• Inspiration
  by Paul Sims

  Now I’ve got to type this up. I can’t type. / Will I be disqualified if I just take a photo of it?

• Inspiration RB
  by Chanel2

  There’s a place that I go / To creatively grow / Expressing and purging / What’s past I do it with ease / As it’s easy to please / Where cr…

  What can I say…..

• Inspiring Inspiration (challenge 9)
  by Lisa Jewell

  Toes tickled by fresh grass / Ears ringing with lifting tunes / Heart jumping with lovers’ joy / Mind weaving fractal beauty These are a…

  Edit: This poem was written with the tune of Rodgers And Hammerstein – “My Favourite Things” in mind.

• On Wings of Prayer
  by gudmike

  .....no place to run,to no man can I turn…

  I find it hard to describe this,it is just my true feelings

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  On Wings of Prayer
  by gudmike

  I would like to describe this work as perhaps a true artist could, but I cannot. It is just my true feelings taken to pen and paper.

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  On Wings of Prayer
  by gudmike

  I would like to describe this work as perhaps a true artist could, but I cannot. It is just my true feelings taken to pen and paper.

• In A Perfect world
  by LBstillwaters

  People wouldn’t gossip and stare, but care about everyone’s feelings. / You wouldn’t need hospital care, because you wouldn’t need healing…

  A Poem by LBstillwaters

• inspiration
  by lucretia

  When I see you, I see Monet and Rembrant, / When I hear you, I hear Beethoven and Lizt. / Watching you work, I see the hand of creation, / ...

• Quench My Thirst, Inspire My Soul
  by vonnie1989

  Quench My Thirst, Inspire My Soul The dry dusty terrain stretched before me, the end unseen. My tired feet, came up and went down. ...

• Inspiration
  by Ilene Clayton

  The quality or state of being inspired. Inside yourself a moment when your view is changed in a positive manner. Like when a seedling bre…

• InspirED
  by D. AMO

  Inspirit Action

  tardy

• Challenge 9 Vote - CLOSED
  by Challenge Master

  Hi Challengers / / Here are the top 6 finalists for Challenge 9, Inspiration / / / Please make your votes by Bubblemailing Here:...

  Hi Challengers / / Here are the top 6 finalists for Challenge 9, Inspiration / / / Please make your votes by Bubblemailing Here / / Votes made directly into this journal will be removed and will NOT be counted / / We have a few ground rules that you will need to follow during this vote, so please read this carefully. / All finalists and Challenge Cafe moderators are excluded from the vote / You CANNOT post journals, or into forums, asking people to vote for you. This action will result in your entry being disqualified. Although we cannot prevent you from sending private mail to people asking them to vote, we would like to think that nobody would actually do this – also remember that it is NOT allowed and someone may let us know you have done it! / / You CANNOT post in this journal or any forum, revealing which number image is yours. This action will result in your entry being disqualified. / / You MUST be a member of Challenge Cafe to vote, and you must have joined before this vote was opened. You may join at any time if you are a non member, but for new members joining after this vote was opened – you vote will not be included this time. / / You may vote ONLY once. / Voting will close at 9.00 pm GMT on 31st Ja13th February 2008 Number 1 / / Inspiration / I’m not a writer. I never have been. / Of course I have written. Never for pleasure or self expression. Just for education and reward. / So why now. Pen in my left, forehead in my right. The top of my page neatly tucked under the curved edge of my keyboard. / Shouldn’t that have been my pen of choice? / What am I doing? I’m not a writer. / Despite being filled with joy, I feel alone right now. Maybe writing this is a sign of how the safe arrival of my baby son has changed my life forever? / A sudden need to express myself and pour my innermost feelings? A need to feel vulnerable, to step beyond the invisible boundaries of my comfort zone? / Do I need to see my heart on my sleeve? Something for my son to read in years to come. / Maybe I’m scared of being lonely now there is so much else to focus on? / Full of fear I write on. / I’m scared because my inspiration was simply that the alternative was the washing up? / Now I’ve got to type this up. I can’t type. Will I be disqualified if I just take a photo of it? Number 2 Artist’s Purpose / Her hands of mortal dust / are the instruments / in which divine seedsgrow / into tangible expressions / of a soul determined to know / the slightest glimpse of the heaven / from which she has fallen. Number 3 It Falls a Gift of Inspiration / A creative wind that cannot breathe without you who inhales / And the wind rushes you / Spirits your soul’s panging hunger to give … / To give the world some thanks for the air that will be / Still breathable by all when you are gone / It comes to you are the conduit of hope by any voice / So to pass the ineffable baton of being / With uncompromised integrity beyond the headstone / There is no selfish end game / No ego prize desired by indemnity / Fear not the gratitude of oxygen before you / Bare your inspiration here by name before each human step is … / You are not the wheel / You are not the planet’s body beneath your soles / You cannot hold gravity with your accomplished pride / Yet, / you can fail divine at the speed of light / Be imperfection on the fault line of beauty / Die and still live on as art touched you and your sacred ruins / Owning nothing but the honest truth in the throws of its inception / Giving, as alone a true receiver understands / And with your bare hands / Rip the dire value of your important self out of your dying moment / And here, in the next grave one / Leave notice of what living gifted you / Credit the pain, pleasure, noise, sights, sounds, intuit-cells and people. Love. / Endlessly say “good-bye with a thank you. / Inspire! / Let Insatiable hungers die. / Feed the creativity of life. / Parent the arts. / / Number 4 / / On Wings of Prayer / My thoughts strangled,hopes intangled / Dried and stale;as day old bread / My desires and dreams;stepped upon / Trampled as the green grass lay / Now place to run,to no man can I turn;no consolation / Yet I push forward oh Lord / No defeat will find me as will not despair / For I find inspiration / On wings of prayer Number 5 / / Eagle (Challenge Cafe Entry) / Dry and silent / The air has lost all hope / I’ve been left for dead / In this desert of my mind / And the dried out husk / Of my imagination / Has travelled this plain / On the ramblings of the wind / Down ancient riverbeds / And around pillars of time / To find the eye from where / Springs the fountain of my thought / To soar, refreshed / Above these lands / And reach those enticing borders / Where tomorrow stands / / Number 6 / / to solitude and sleep / dream weavers / sow dragons teeth / beneath violet bracken / and fertile blue moons, / they are waiting / like us / for hushed / and hypnotic reeds / playing the deep / awaking / of image warriors / finding inspiration / in everything Remember – Vote Here /