Short Sketching Poems

sketching facade
of old man oak
squirrel chatters

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How to behave now

he finds me sketching him with 

a needle and thread?...

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sketching birds in flight
am drawing flowers instead
birds are a mistake...

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underneath blue skies….
listening to soft magpies
 sketching young sawflies...

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up you are catching
while our dog had been fetching
my poem was sketching

Jim Horn...

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warm colour cutouts


falls patterns sketching the sky


dressing the cold streets...

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Sketching the image of you,
Will never be the same as
Tracing the figure of you,
With my fingertips......

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Sketching with words,
the ink starts to run

My page self-invaded
—its image undone

(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)...

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bone-chilling cold winds
blowing over frosty panes
nature’s sketching pad

written December 7, 2021...

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satin- framed pictures hang on glassy walls sketching lines of death’s face.




Monoku or ONE LINE poem #3 (old/new)
Contest sponsored by PD Linda...

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Arty stuff No 6

That renaissance-ish artist Raphael,
Was sketching while sat in a gale,
A gust took his pad
Which made him quite sad,
As his subject was Jonahs'  great whale!...

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stretch artist, A. Modigliani amplifies
sketching curvilinear bodies, weak eyes 
his far-fetching figures still mystify us
despite his premature death to meningitis.

May 10, 2022...

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John Constable’s painting The Hay Wain
given gold medal by Charles X
inspired by villages, churches,
he was a brilliant fine arts painter
from East Bergholt
who took sketching trips...

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Disappearing Picture  Print- A Didactic Cinquain

Picture
Composite, vivid
Puzzling, envisioning, sketching
Ever so composite
Gone

2/21/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©...

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The Art of Peace

Drawing lines that join two sides with arches sketching pen and ink perspectives.

7-10-22
Contest: The Art of Peace
Sponsor: John Lawless
Syllables checked with www.howmanysyllables...

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Think I'll get back to sketching famous people
When they autograph my drawings it's a really big deal
My success rate's way up there
Much more than my share
Twelve hundred last time, that was totally surreal...

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back from the trip
sketching poeming
in the land of the
ruined temples
silent non barking dogs
old tricycle travels
smiling people no watches
dogs  black red white brown
in the streets meditative
non barking i miss them...

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Sea

Dreamy, smiley

Painting, sculpting, sketching

Mirror, diamond, gleam, deep

Roaring, raging, fascinating

Horrible, vicious

Ocean

           +++

November 10, 2014
Form: DiAMONTE
Fourth Place win...

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Thinking of war, engaged in Ukraine; now so sore
Remembering ww 2, Hitlers outfit brand Shiny new'
Well he had preped, the world then his target.' 
So would not putin?  of his attack no disputing
Have for world capture, not done exactly the same?...

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Think I'll get back to sketching famous people
When they autograph my drawings it's a really big deal
My success rate's way up there
Much more than my share
Twelve hundred last time, that was totally surreal


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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#1

fate's fickle fingers
tease the silence of a pond -
a butterfly's wings


#2

stillness in shadow
sketching a silent sunrise -
airbrushed perfection

#3

leaf and feather dance
direction of unseen wand -
woodwind symphony

John G. Lawless
5/8/2020...

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meditative dogs of
striped freedom
bark not here
neither run or pant
i dont see a tongue
hanging ever
no co;;ars or chains
dont even run
they are floating in 
slow motion
i am sketching them
vigorously
under the old oak tree
she is counting the
leaves i guess...

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Across the damp, 
white sand,


       the bamboo's noonday 
       shadow

       pencils thin, quivering 
       strokes,

       sketching artwork 
       on a cloud,

       pebbles and shells, tints 
       and hues,


gold dust on a silken, 
bridal shroud....

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There are people I once knew
Sketching unexpected stories behind the portrait I drew
I'd like to erase them for it's not necessary
And all I could say is sorry
But before I do,
I looked at it once more
I no longer see a simple portrait
but a higher form of art-- expensive; no one can afford....

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I have longed for you since I saw you on the stairs.
Your perpetual smile, your posture of knowledge.
Although the years gone by.
I’ve yet to meet a soul, one that I could embrace.
Yet your smile, your earthly green eyes.
It’s like I could sketch you easily.
Never to forget
Your portrait lay finished.
Now I await....

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