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Quotes for When You Need a Creativity Boost

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+ If you’re walking down the right path and you’re willing to keep walking, eventually you’ll make progress
(Barack Obama)

+ The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt
(Sylvia Plath)

+ You can’t use up creativity, the more you use, the more you have
(Maya Angelou)

+ A negative mind will never give you a positive life
(Unknown)

+ Creativity is intelligence having fun
(Albert Einstein)

+ I dream a painting then I paint my dream
(Vincent Van Go)

+ Only grow thoughts in your brain that you would want to put in a vase
(Unknown)

+ When one door closes another door opens
(Alexandra Graham Bell)

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The Hungry Hound

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The below poem is dedicated to my guide dog Trigger, and my generous colleagues who, from time to time sacrifice their lunch to a hungry canine.

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I am Trigger.
My stomach is bigger
Than you think.
Your lunch will be gone in the blink
Of an Eye.
Then away I fly.
Should you ask “who stole my lunch?” I reply
“Nnot I
But, dear reader, I lie …!..
I have been known to eat plastic.
My reach is elastic.
You think your food Safe?
My friend brace
Yourself for a shock
For I will gobble the lot!
Be it ever so hot!

A Flag Flapping

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A February wind gusts down Whitehall.
The thin flag flaps but does not fall.
I hear water lapping
And see a flag flapping
Over receeding shores
And rugged moors.

Pale
Ships sail.
Gulls wail.
Masts crack.
There is no turning back.

An old man looks out
Upon the rout.
The shouting dies.
His eyes
Fixed upon the flag, which still flies
Red, white, and blue, against the darkening skies.

Can Google Translate Understand A Liverpool Accent?

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Having been born and raised in Liverpool, I was interested and amused to read an article entitled, “Can Google Translate Understand A Liverpool Accent” (http://www.theguardian.com/technology/2016/feb/01/can-google-translate-understand-a-liverpool-accent). The experience of the Guardian columnist suggests that Google can not interpret Scouse (the unique Liverpool Dialect) employed by some Scousers. I must confess that I was unfamiliar with a number of the Scouse words, for example “jegging” (listening in to someone else’s conversation), consequently my understanding of my native city has been enhance by the above article.

Kevin

Sunday 30 January 2016

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The soothing rain
Washes away pain.
My thought’s train
Quieted by the rain.

The wind blows
And my heart goes
High
Untoo the sky.

Would that I could travel with the breeze
And soar amongst the trees.
But I am to the ground tied
And must dwell amongst tears and sighs.

The fallen leaves are dead
Yet Overhead
Birds sing
Presaging spring.

Who Would A Poet Be?

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The poet lays bare his soul
For the whole
World to see.
So who would a poet be?

Or perchance he hides in clever rhyme
How he does spend his time.
For ‘Tis no crime
To obfuscate a line.

Readers shake their heads.
The poet dreads
Lest they discover
What lies behind the cover …

“Sleepless 1 And 2” By Jayne King

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The below poem was written by Jayne King. I hope to publish more of Jayne’s work in the future.

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The birds have started to tweet,
Night is turning to day.
Yet I haven’t had a wink of sleep
The Land of Nod seems far away.

Slowly colours are emerging
From the growing light of day
Lengthy shadows, too, have formed
Why is Nod so far away?

Dawn has broken,
Unnatural sleep comes my way.
Have I become undead?
Awake at night and sleeping during the day.

(Copyright Jayne King).