I've whispered in playful minds,

Brilliant people of all kinds.

I whisper then vanish,

sometimes odd and outlandish.

I never truly end,

just many others to attend...

How to find inspiration?
Google says;
-Try new routines.
-Expose yourself to new environments.
-Start engaging in activities to stimulate your brain.
(EA, Connecting with people, Connecting with nature, Brain Teasers Magazine 1937.)

I say,
Google is a robot.
Trying it’s best to understand,
Lofty human ideals,
When it was programmed to be down to earth.
The real secret sauce of poetry,
Journaling, noveling, shortstorying,
Is living.
I like new books,
Under new skies,
Trying to adapt to a new life.
You may like storm clouds rolling over mountain tops,
Or a crowded dance floor playing Spanish house music,
Neil likes punk rock.
When you’re out for inspiration,
The best place to go,
Is a place you know,
Or a place you’ve never been.

Be inspired by many things
but don't get caught by wanting
and wanting to be
everything.

L.C.

The future is a fiction
Because now is the future
Tomorrow no one owns
Today is all we all have

Whatever your hand finds to do
Do it today
Tomorrow might be too late
So go for all you have inspired before you expire

It is good for you
To bear your yoke today
For a living dog is better
Is better than a dead lion

I like to write in the graveyard, I know people there
It’s nice and quiet, city sounds fill the air
A peaceful feeling comes over my mind
All of the memories my heart can find
I don’t see any ghost walking, I only hear voices
Some trying to say make better choices

I like writing in front of my grandfather’s stone
He makes me feel like I’m not alone
I look up, I see more stones of granite
All those names and dates, with no faces
Their memories are there, just in different places
When I finish and it’s time to leave
I’ll dry my eyes, stand quietly and grieve