“The Creative Person” – Original Arts & Inspirational Poetry

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The Creative Person – Original Inspirational Poetry

Two Versions : 1994 & 2011

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Pictured left, “Creative Gratitudes, ArtPhoto Poems Vol 2

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Unique opportunity to explore what creativity means to me, in 1994, and now 17 years later in 2011.  Re-writing and presenting both versions, and “feeling” the difference, has been very interesting and helpful for me.


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sometimes a poem is perfect, as is, decade after decade – probably “angel baby” and “music” fit those best that come to mind

and i like “the creative person” but not enough to not change it, just a bit 😉

the first entry is the original, from ’94; my current revision follows…

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if the words endure, they do so because they link the links –

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original 1994 version:

The Creative Person

Vague generalized acts of

universal longing compressed 

into human movements

mimicking gestures of random

winds scattering seeds of our gestation.

Seeds of golden husks hurled

through barren barriers of drought

and soul.  Seeds of hope

lined with tendrils green

with envy, green with growth

and tiny roots caressing

down the waiting earth.  A hush,

and in a secret moment

 the first break-

through to the sun

fed air and the artist’s

heart feels a vacuum

fill, feels the hard pebble

of doubt dissolve, feels the tear

swell of creation bring a

finely etched, faint, oh

ever so faint, quivering

smile to those

softly waiting lips.

© 1994-2011 adam light creations / adan lerma

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revised 2011 version

The Creative Person

Vague…

generalized acts

of universal longing

compressed 

into human movements

mimicking

gestures

of random winds

scattering seeds of our gestation.

Golden husks hurled

through droughts of soul. 

Seeds of hope

lined with tendrils green

with envy’s last breaths.

Tiny roots caressing

the waiting earth…

In a hush,

in a secret’s moment

 the first break

through to the sun

fed air and the artist’s

heart feels the vacuum

fill,

feels the hardened pebble

doubt dissolve, feels a tear

swell of creation

bring a

finely etched…faint –

no longer fading

quivering smile

to softly felt softly waiting lips.

© 1994-2011 adam light creations / adan lerma

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Final Thoughts

Versions of My Poem

my original version struck me that i must’ve been sorta melancholy when i wrote it, something i only rarely felt over-whelmed with, those years in the mid 90s

my creative “feel” since the start of the new millennium has gone through a strong powerful transition –

i switched to impressionism then from acrylics to oils in painting, began jazzercise in 2001, lost significant weight around 2006-7, started learning about fitness in 2009 from AFAA (and became certified), returned (more fully) after many decades to yoga in 2010

early this year, 2011, i began integrating all those interests, by writing and expressing those interests, in this blog, yoga-adan.com –

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Transitions and Balance

sometimes, a transition is more of a time arc than one realizes –

new balances within are required, like the balancing on a moving high-wire high above clouds that part and merge and move, giving glimpses of what’s below 😉

the signal i sometimes get, recognizable to me since i was little, is like when one is holding a child, and it has reached a satisfaction of comfort or food, and the newborn or child breaths deeply, suddenly, in deep inhalations, and is visibly at peace –

it seems almost an involuntary-automatic-natural drawing-in of the deepest breath that fills the soul, settling the body with satisfaction…fullness…rest…

on the rarest of times, and richest of rewards –

i still feel this… 😉

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Upcoming

this week, i try my hand at the question of creativity again, with a look at creativity and  yoga

i can feel my eyes light up just thinking about trying to get a hold on this 😉

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Feedback

did you like the first older version better than the newer one?

there’s still things i like in the original poem

but the new version also appeals

it’d be interesting to hear 😉

namaste´- con dios – god be with you

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A beginner's view : integrating interests in yoga, fitness, and the arts - work in fiction, poetry, and images.
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  5. brian miller says:

    it is neat to see the differences between the two and in your notes the acknowledgement of significant life changes that brought about the changes in the overall mood. thanks for stopping in at dverse yesterday.

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