INSPIRATION “Do you get inspired by art that is an unformed image inside an artist’s head? By music that is a swirl of notes assembling over the rhythms of the soul? By poetry that is a reflection of the flawed human spirit coming in to focus? Do you have a desire to create things that have never been created before? To see new colours?...
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It was bizarre. The problem had been solved. Or had it? Nobody knew whether this was a temporary respite, nor how long the calm would last. For months there had been an unimaginable, raging tempest. The perfect storm before this uneasy calm. Peace did now reign but it was unnerving. This establishment had lived through…How could you describe them? Unusual times. It had seen and...
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Moi, j’suis Paris, même en Angleterre, Toi, t’es mon ami, camarade de guerre, Lui, dans mon coeur, cette victime, qui meure, Elle, c’est une fleur du monde, qui pleure. Nous les rosbifs on est solidaire de vous, Vous êtes du ciel mais vous etes en enfer, Vos copains, vos enfants, vos parents, décimés, Vos épouses blessés, en s’amusant tués, Toujours tristes, angoissés, mais au coeur optimiste, On...
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Inspired by Andre Malraux’s novel of the same title, this short poem explores the thoughts of some that life is futile and that everything we do is meaningless in the grand scheme of things. We see ourselves on a pointless journey between birth and death, where everything in between is not even worth trying. I am glad I don’t share this view. La condition humaine It’s a...
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Recently I decided to try writing without thinking. What do I mean by that? Well basically I wrote down the first words that came in to my head. There was no conscious effort to choose the words for any specific purpose and I obviously didn’t even know what the end product would be. What follows here are two unedited pieces of writing done in this...
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Roses are red, Violence and blood, The first cut’s the deepest, You’re killing me too. ©Cre8ivation
So, I’m sure you would you agree that it is time for some memories of Copenhagen after the debacle that was Malmo. Well this was never going to be one of those short city breaks infused with liberal doses of culture. Hangover yoghurt was a more likely culture bet than art and literature. This was billed as a bar-hopping celebration of those few brief, blissful...
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I’ve just returned from a short break in Copenhagen (separate article to follow soon) and decided to take a side trip to Malmo in Sweden, which is a mere half hour train ride from the main station in Denmark and only twenty minutes from the airport. I don’t know what I was expecting but Malmo failed to live up to the images formed in my...
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