Not in love with sentence structure,
I prefer to converse,
So “About the Artist” chatter,
Falls into silly verse….
Once upon a time,
I used charcoal when I drew,
Quit art for a few decades,
And then, out of the blue……
A yen for magic markers,
And colored pencil bursts,
Energy in scribbles,
Pixies in fireworks…..
Mermaids showed up next,
Dryads close behind,
The denizens of Fairy Land
Popped into my mind….
The Fairies have perspective,
A close up point of view,
Distance is no object and
They do just what they do….
Copied art is nice,
But Originals I prefer
The texture of the paper,
The sparkles and color….
But more important are,
Ideas and thoughts and things,
That dance within your mind,
Which viewing art will bring….
Leaf and flower and rock,
Bug, feather and shell,
Take a closer look with me
I prefer to converse,
So “About the Artist” chatter,
Falls into silly verse….
Once upon a time,
I used charcoal when I drew,
Quit art for a few decades,
And then, out of the blue……
A yen for magic markers,
And colored pencil bursts,
Energy in scribbles,
Pixies in fireworks…..
Mermaids showed up next,
Dryads close behind,
The denizens of Fairy Land
Popped into my mind….
The Fairies have perspective,
A close up point of view,
Distance is no object and
They do just what they do….
Copied art is nice,
But Originals I prefer
The texture of the paper,
The sparkles and color….
But more important are,
Ideas and thoughts and things,
That dance within your mind,
Which viewing art will bring….
Leaf and flower and rock,
Bug, feather and shell,
Take a closer look with me
And find where Fairies dwell…..
