Imagination

I have a wandering mind
my lines as I draw them
over the grid as I steer them
through intersections
I veer them
perspectives I see
when I peer them...
detecting truth
in the dots as I hear them

A gentle Awe
the sound of pause
soft claw.ing sings from my pen
when the lines are drawn
and my mind goes wandering...

About U
Imagination.
My artful perception.

56 signed.The Declaration...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Wordslinger Avatar
May 9, 2009 at 9:44 AM
Interesting, the freedom, we have noting we do have paper and pen, the freedom of imagination..Good Write
Goff Avatar
May 8, 2009 at 5:45 PM
really cool write! 1Storm...Jim
Devonshire Avatar
April 22, 2009 at 9:45 AM
Thomas Jefferson's awesome writing in the Declaration of Independence deserves your excellent tribute. And, Izzy, Jefferson had to rewrite and rewrite the Declaration before the "56" would sign it. He tried to eliminate slavery in the Declaration, but then he lost the support of Southern delegates. John Adams wanted to write it, but nobody liked him. Adams and Ben Franklin hand-picked Jefferson because he was a talented writer, but respected and well-liked. This poem going to my Favorites!
Mccall Avatar
April 21, 2009 at 5:50 AM
I think all poets have a wandering mind as mine hardly shuts down..Blessings
Shahwan Avatar
April 21, 2009 at 5:49 AM
MORE ARTFUL PERCEPTION...SO BEAUTIFUL POEM. In regard to commenting my MonaLisa poem and you stressed on IS a mystery...well, GOOD THINKING. I'm looking forward to read more of your beautiful poetry. All the best.
Anymore Avatar
April 21, 2009 at 3:14 AM
Nice Finish! I didn't get it until I remembered how our founding fathers signed the Declaration; all bold and curvy; and awesome
Poet Avatar
April 21, 2009 at 12:39 AM
i really like this. i have a wandering mind too. "a gentle awe, the sound of pause, soft clawing sings from my pen, when the lines drawn, and my mind goes wandering" great great great. the whole things great.
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