There is an inner resavoir The name is not the thing Inspired poets all will say Just let the spirit sing.
How Poetry Comes to Me[size=-1] [/size] [size=-1] It comes blundering over the Boulders at night, it stays Frightened outside the Range of my campfire I go to meet it at the Edge of the light [/size] [size=-1]-Gary Snyder [/size]
I believe it must be from a greater plane of conciousness, cuz there it is suddenly and my hand races to keep up with the words spilling from my mind then im utterly spent
Mine comes from nature and everyday experiences...I love how poetry can make the ordinary seem beautiful.
no I had one then, I had an epiphany that could change where I get my inspiration, and since I have nothing written under my new inspiration, I don't want to post I'm soo complicated...but hey, it's all a part of my growing up.
i get inspired of all kind of things...a girl in my class makes me often pissed of so she's mostly the reason for my angry poems..*lol* she doesn't know, but i really don't like her and then poetry is a nice way of getting that feelng out else from that it can be things like the weather, a candle, just anything...i love life and the world so i take all the beauty i can find and try to use it in something... luv
You! And you. You too. And you. And if you think you’re inspiring, you’re right. You are inspiring. Yes, you are too, and so are you. (not you) But you? Yes! How could I forget you? Beats me. Like perspiration, the act of inhaling, inspiration a natural body process?