Best Sketchbook Poems

...Little Coffee House 

It’s the coffee counter line-up
A conveyor belt of people 
Ready for their little treat
A little piece of comfort
From their favorite beanery
I strum as I watch them 
My......

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...She screams me awake; no rest tonight.
I arise, rub my bleary eyes
Grabbing pencil and sketchbook,
She pours onto the page
And I am amazed
That is so cool
Wish I could
Have done
Th......

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...Rolling into bed-n-blankets;
I turn to ensure that my pen, journal 
and sketchbook are beside my bed.
My dream-companions need me,
as much as I need them.
they need my imagination and......

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...Alltsaigh - The Scotch Highlands


I made a pact with you near water's edge: 

 Before the campers came, 

I would remove The drawings on the hostel's kitchen walls

 In which you are a few ......

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...Cats are containers of
colorful personality.
A blue cat sits alone
looking at the floor before him.
His mind blank as,
a new sketchbook;
waiting for the artist within to,
paint him int......

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...I can hear the water, 
	a giggle almost, 
	in the small cold spring 
	by which I sat
	that foggy morning, 
	sketchbook, pen, and watercolors in hand. 
	A weed with a single white flower 
	grew from t......

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...hollow sounds of bamboo. . .a blue heron


Sketchbook Journal......

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...waka,tanka,yugen
elegant poem-songs to pen

haiga,wenren,haiku
multi-talents to read or view

renga,haikai,haibun
light or long,poetry-prose can be fun

senryu,kigo kireji
the cutting word.......

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...Be ye as wise as serpents' (Matthew 10: 16)


you live long enough
everything runs together
like water and sand
the circle where the serpent
coiled at the edge of the sea
seems less than
ste......

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...Just thirteen and already hiding,
capped off like an old oil well,
ears clamped shut 
with a musical flair of pink in a bush
    of unkempt hair.

Thirteen and all balled up
     like a tribble in a ......

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...That night, under the luminance of my city, listening to your music, you asked me what it felt like to fall in love. At first I was at a loss for words, although in my head I could write countless po......

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...east wind
each petal
just enough


Published Kukai thread--Sketchbook......

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...a
 poem
 of
 light
 hallowed
 heightens
 the
 morning
 sun
 making
 love's delight
 a bumblebee
 in purple
 clover
 a
 cloud drift
 of spring geese
 or long
 notes
 of marsh
 wren......

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...Talk about your nuclear weapons.
My brain feels like it’s about to explode.
Last summer I started sketching
with a group called Sketchbook Skool.
I drew and colored and Zentangled and arted
ever......

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...1.

The light of dawn
from the slit of the curtain,
Silence
And the sound of silence.

2.

He opened his eyes. Faint images crossed the sky of his mind, he did not submit to them, took up hi......

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