the poetry knook, the poetry of stephen m. james

Poems with the tag ‘creativity’

There is no animal

There is no animal
except in the coal
powering this magnetic platter
only minerals in this production
seduction on plates of
power, porn, and politics:
creativity on a shoestring of abstract bits and
pieces spinning around, around
for there is no memory of before, random
access from any phone, wall, lap:
shuffling forward, backwards, waiting
as a vegetable, unmoving,
for the next quest for new


Flushed with the forbidden

Flushed with the forbidden, grasping for words,
fiction unfolds on a black and white background,
never imagining the imagined–
serifs revealing surf reveling and taboo touching.
Torn from truth, I cry post-humusly,
growing knowledge, shrinking discretion–
time and wisdom redeem,
afraid to listen to souls and the Spirit,
for this fantasy would cease addicting,
creativity impressing, and sunlight refreshing,
words dance seductively in mind’s dark,
too scared to play a part;
for cowards of great deeds
are often craven in the weeds–
thankfully.



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