Ralph Sergi Poet Free verse

Photostory 2

Photostory 2

Inquisitive in nature born
But lacking tools to fuel his thoughts
His family did not share his gifts
Just toiling hard and to exist

Hs ebon hair and tiny hand
picked up a pencil in the sand
Then slowly walked to his abode
With rolled up paper from the bread

He sat upon a soiled bench
And cut his paper into three 
And with his pencil he did draw
his shapes and lines creating art

intrinsic to his value sought
The soft lead pencil shaded deft
he held the paper oe’r his head
And smiled, accomplished what he did

Photostory Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper
November 27, 2017

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Joseph Sergi April 10, 2019 at 5:21 PM Creative with a wonderful flow that create art

Andrea Dietrich December 16, 2017 at 8:13 PM Did this one get judged yet? I don't see congrats so maybe not. It sure deserves a win. I recall seeing it before and I really like it.

Susan Ashley December 2, 2017 at 11:02 AM Ralph, creative juices can't help but flow, when and where it must, as in your poem. A beautifully written and original piece of shining poetry my friend. Good luck in the contest but already a winner with me.. Warmest wishes ~Susan Ralph Sergi December 2, 2017 at 6:41 PM THANK YOU, SUSAN!

Patricia Cresswell December 1, 2017 at 4:03 PM Here's to art in all its forms and here's to the people it creates. You are a winner!

Connie Marcum Wong November 29, 2017 at 3:37 PM So I see you were creative as a child as well. No wonder you are such a master at this art of poetry! I hope to see this sweet entry take top honors Ralph! : ) Ralph Sergi December 2, 2017 at 6:37 PM THANK YOU, CONNIE.

Janice Canerdy November 28, 2017 at 9:37 PM Very creative, thoughtful response to the picture, well-written, Ralph. Janice

Patricia Cresswell November 28, 2017 at 2:47 PM All the wonder and creativeness of a child without the fear we acquire as adults. Ralph Sergi November 28, 2017 at 5:00 PM Hi Pat: That was me as a little child.

Arturo Michael November 27, 2017 at 5:13 PM A lovely story... Success will surely follow...All the best Ralph...

Arthur Vaso November 27, 2017 at 1:09 AM I like your interpretation, nicely done! Ralph Sergi November 27, 2017 at 5:01 PM I meant the bread paper Ralph Sergi November 27, 2017 at 5:00 PM Thank you, Arthur When I was little , I used to draw from thread paper.

Andrea Dietrich November 26, 2017 at 7:50 PM Oh, this could describe the little boy I was writing about too. I thought that was the most interesting of the three pics. WELL done, Ralph. Ralph Sergi November 28, 2017 at 7:53 AM Thank you, Andrea

Rhoda Tripp November 26, 2017 at 5:23 PM Awwww This is very sweet, Ralph. Very lovely words with the photo Ralph Sergi November 28, 2017 at 7:54 AM Thank you, Rhoda, nice to know you.

Nette Onclaud November 26, 2017 at 2:12 PM such a heartfelt poem from your shining quill, ralph... huggs