creativity
falling through cracks
of everyday-ness
morphs into
sensitivity
a guilt that keeps gnawing
at your insides
demanding release
whipping your conscience
for incarceration
asking laws be rewritten
rules redefined
till justice is done
soul of a blank canvas
or white page
is inked
Blank Canvas
Creative Experiments and More 
How often creativity has fallen through the cracks of a day filled with demands. I enjoyed your poem.
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Thank you, Ali!
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Every day needs to have a little bit writing to brighten the everydayness
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I agree. Thank you, Bjorn!
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So easy to fall through the cracks of everydayness! Good write.
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Thank you, Beverly!
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Yes, till justice is done, I love the passion of this.
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Thank you so much!
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My pleasure
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you described the journey of a poem so well!!
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Thank you so much!
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I like the thought of there being cracks in everyday-ness.
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Cracks are often not noticed. Thank you, Frank!
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The drive to create is powerful, and can certainly be demanding when the muse becomes relentless. I like this Reena!
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Ah yes the muse can seep through many a tiny crack in the soul
Happy Monday
Much✏love
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Thank you, Gillena!
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Thank you so much, Rob!
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“falling through cracks
of everyday-ness”
YES. That fall into the page is EVERYTHING.
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Wonderful. It’s amazing what falls through cracks!
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Thank you so much, Lorraine!
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