Ink leaves no smear behind and stays
in its outline as I color
block true blue and yellow ochre
over goldenrod and green sage.
-Lynne
Ink leaves no smear behind and stays
in its outline as I color
block true blue and yellow ochre
over goldenrod and green sage.
-Lynne
My colored pictures are outlined
with a Copic fine fountain pen,
the ink when I erase again
stays put and leaves no smear behind.
-Lynne
In the lines I search for figures
a man, a dog, an elephant
and ink the shape that’s relevant,
outlining my colored pictures.
-Lynne
Until I reach my own designs
the shape wriggles before my eyes
while I decide how the page lies
searching for figures in the lines.
-Lynne
In my control I keep the lines,
after the initial scribble
the kneaded eraser nibbles
until I reach my own designs.
-Lynne
Erased graphite pencil scrawls roll
across my latest squiggle sketch
because I have to really stretch
to keep the lines in my control.
-Lynne
On my heel a good Lab ponders
delightful forbidden high-jinks,
while one ear flops inside-out pink
he ignores all but he wonders.
-Lynne
I did not catch a winter chill
while snowflakes glittered on Mac’s back,
white scattered stars against the black
of a good Lab pondering heel.
-Lynne
I stretch my chair bound legs and still
my screen and exercise collide,
besides I heard it’s cold outside
and I could catch a winter chill.
-Lynne
Don’t make my back worse begs old age
and promise not to ride your bike
or drag me to that ten mile hike
until you’ve stretched our chair bound legs.
-Lynne