Today Claudia suggests we write a "sketch", tell of an incident in a "sketchy" sort of way, in a colorful way....please take a look over at dversepoets.com
Sketchers met
at the restaurant's curved bar
dusty specks of gold
shone from the floor,
aquamarine light refreshed
afternoon sun
Even walnuts in the salad
had a toasty brown shine;
bread and Cabernet, with legs,
aroma of columbine,
Food for thought were the red breasted robins,
tufted, plump,
huddled,
drinking from a shallow puddle
What I think was
a red winged blackbird,
ushered in the start of spring?
from high up winter branches
The gals sketched the fireplace,
art on the wall, every unique thing,worthwhile afternoon, I think,
spent looking across the bay
where orca whales soon will play
In the background,
mountains newly covered in white
I sketched the waitress
with brown pigtails,
the aluminum kitchen sink,
Music on the CD player - "Fever";
now I remember who sang it originally -
bugged me, searched the internet -
Peggy Lee
One more month of winter,
no time to hibernate
Better to partake of an activity
with others, hugs all around,
of similar sensibilities -
art, chit-chat,
and to think that we approach
or are already in our 70's,
sketching each other in
earthy watercolors
and black ink
I need to make a clarification: in the sketch of the women, the one with the white hair is an error I tried to correct..in fact she has black hair and was wearing a scarf as a headband..I ruined it and the only way I could think of to correct the big mistake was to paint over in white...
