I could colour the world with the perfect word painting
I could dip my brush in just the right hue
to capture the sun’s dawn bright
It would all just come easily to me
I would be happy.
No – no I wouldn’t.
Those wishes would be soiled
by lack of energy expended
by the missing link between idea and crossing the finish line
because all I would feel would be the end, and not the journey.
There would be no happy accidents along the way
to warm my creative cockles.
Cockles need warming, no?
It’s time for dVerse Poetics – hurrah! Mish asks us to write about wishes, in whatever way takes our fancy. This is quite apt – I went to my first life drawing session on Sunday. I’ve never done it before, and did, I confess, get somewhat frustrated with drawing damned hands! There was much use of the eraser, and some under my breath muttering!
But… much of the joy is in the learning, isn’t it!
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