The dips and arcs of a bumblebee’s flight
The curve of a blade of grass laden with dewdrops
The twirl of tendrils adorning pea and watermelon vines
My pen traces
Its gel ink glides
Smoothly tracing the lines and curls
Now a flower
Or a butterfly
Morphing into words
Building a poem
Until the once empty pages
Come alive with images
Ever a poor facsimile
Of the beauty that inspired them.
This piece was inspired by DVerse’s Meeting the Bar prompt – stream of consciousness writing. Below is the original of the piece in my own version of chicken scratches.
Thanks.
Your doodle stream of consciousness Poem is a delight. I also love that you shared the original.
Thank you for the kind words, Helen. 😊🌻
Beautiful! I love that you posted the original as well. You have much better penmanship than me!
Cool doodles! 😎
doodles are definitely stream of consciousness! (K)
Drawing and chicken scratches look fine to me. Love the graceful movements of that flight, curves and twirl. Delightful outcome, I say.
That’s a beautiful raindrops shot Imelda. Haha, nice seeing your penmanship.
So many small miracles all about us that go unnoticed. You doodles capture how they speak to you, and the photo is mangificent!
Very nicely done! Love the pen and ink… you are right we simply cannot match nature!
Nice, very visceral, Imelda.
Ah, I love how the twirls and curves and spirals weave through your images and words. Beautiful work.