a dream with smudges and lines
is a sweet dream for me.
when my eyes are pierced by the sun rays
the pages remain stacked behind my eyelids
the charcoal remains untouched
and the lines kept straight
she lets the lines dance once again
leaving their mark in this world of hers
creating life without breath
with smudges on her hands
and with ease of mind.
To dream a dream of paper and pen
a dream with smudges and lines
is a sweet dream for me.
the drawing of the hands caught my eye. my father always drew hands. even though the bottom hand has 5 fingers, I keep seeing it as though one is missing. nice.
ReplyDeletethank you, its because of the light pencil probably. This was done as a class assignment in my first drawing class...as I have said before I find hands fascinating. They say so much about the person don't you think?
ReplyDeleteyou're absolutely right. and I can usually identify a person I know by just seeing their hands.
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