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Reprise of August 2002 - Play on Words

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"Cherish your vision; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes from your purest thought. If you remain true to them, your world will at last be built."

—James Allen

Creativity Exercise - Reprise of August 2002

I ran this as a contest during my Guardian of Honor monthly book thread at http://www.luna-books.com in February and got some wonderful responses

Play On Words

My random word generator chose the following: tantalize, subject, masterpiece, wood, wind, life, white, under, say, sculpture, red, tell, raw cheek, time, demand, grace, minute, rose, boy, smoke, my, day, hard, him, shard, fresh, trust, through, where, go put together a concept that uses these words and incorporate them into your art, i.e. Under the raw, red shard of time the white wind smoked....

Here are the responses:

With Time and Grace the white Rose Bloomed to Life.

Aline

He had earned my trust but it made no sense when I heard him say, "Look where the life of a rose is but a day under a redwood. Your search will end when the demands of time have turned the raw cheek of a flower red and the tree hard."

Through the smoke, wind exposed a white shard of the masterpiece. She could tell as she neared the tantalizing subject that time had preserved fresh even the minutest details of the beautiful sculpture. Only now did she know the answer to the boy's riddle. Both share the gift of grace.

—Rob Swiderski

There is a fresh and tantalizing sculpture in the garden of the Inn where we are staying; A masterpiece surrounded with the finest wood. Around the sculpture, inscribed in the wood, are many profound instructions for living life to the fullest. My boy and I stood in the dappled sunlight and pondered what we saw. The honeysuckle twined around the base of the statue giving off a pleasant scent.

Live life with grace.

Use each minute of time as though it demands your full attention.

Meditate in the open air, often, the wind will blow away your fretful cares like the white smoke of wood that has aged to perfection.

Trust that each hard demand in your life will teach a needed lesson and that each day will hold hope and promise, like shards of the prettiest glass, that can be molded into a picture of perfection.

Last, share yourself with those around you, and laugh with contagion.

With wonder at the truths of such thoughts, in time we wandered out of the garden, intent on lunch, discussing and laughing at having found such a wonderful sight.

—Georgie M. Dale

She lay under the Rose sculpture, laying in the wind and smoke.
Wood burning all around her.
She was in times hands, Time who demanded life.
The boy dressed in white,
Him who Tantalizes grace.
Looked upon times Fresh subject.
As she laid by the rose sculpture.
The master piece in ruin, But she is the one he was meant to find.
She is all that matters.
He walks over and extends his hand "you must trust me, take my hand"
It takes her but a minute till she allows him to carry her off.
She felt so much pain, has she covers her raw cheek with her hand,
She can feel the burn marks on her body under the parts of her red dress that still remain.
The shards of wood in her skin.
Say it she tells her self, find the words to ask "tell me where do we go?"
He responds "we continue to go through the woods, no matter how hard it gets no matter the day's it takes."

—Chekru

A hard shard of life thrust itself under my fingernail. Boy, did that smart. The resulting white smoke rose on the wind, piercing the dawning red of day. I demanded time, just a few minutes, to admire the graceful plumes as they cut through the cold raw air. "Trust me", I was told. "Where we go, other sculptures more tantalizing still await you." "What cheek," said I. "Masterpieces carved in dead wood are nothing to me. Give me instead the fresh wind of the living; make me sovereign, not subject to him who rules the dead."

—F.F.

Wonderful entries by all!

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Affirmation

I am concentration and creativity, committed to acting on my ideas and inspirations.

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