Graphite

A peom about my discripition of drawing!

Graphite

 

Worlds of magic and anime

characters my mind makes

people of different attitude.

Wish my mind could choose.

 

Mind full of ideas

I grab the graphite out of steal.

The white planes ready

for the magic medley.

 

Curves, straight lines, and erasing,

Planes no longer white, taking

What punishment the graphite makes

is worth the critters on the page.

Thinking of happiness, I think of that.

Author's Note

This is my poem. Some of you may have read it from Fallen Angel. I would REALLY like some comments!

Reviews

[Not Your Typical New Yo..]

I'm not a drawer! No matter how much you could teach me, I still wouldn't draw worth of crap. But drawing is like writing. You escape from realitly and just flow your hand. At least this what the poem's telling me. Nonetheless, great job.

[Lino Rie]

Thank you

[C.C. Marx]

I think its awesome how you can lose yourself when you do something that makes you happy, great poem :)

[Lino Rie]

Thank you :)

[C.C. Marx]

no problem enjoyed it

[Fallen Angel]

So comments?? xD lolz And you spelled my last name wrong. xP lolz I still really like it. :) It's a really good poem and thats why when you didn't have an account I wanted to put it up for you so some of the world could see it. :D lolz