immersed and oblivious
to those ones placed around her
sharpened and serious
her eyes draw into slumber
A refined brush of hair
curved skyward at each ear
her lips cut fine and smooth
caress her philtrum groove
my eyes her sight does sooth
as we sit still and move
(I wrote this on the train when I went to the Download Festival yesterday. I think motion activates the creative aspects of my mind and will; I started writing another piece on the train back too….)
i know you probably aren’t posting this for the sake of critique, but either way i really like this poem.
Thank you – that actually means a lot coming from you…..
As much as I write for my own amusement, improvement and enjoyment, I won’t deny my appreciation for meaningful feedback…. ^_^
that’s often how i feel about my art, as well.
You have to post about download. Or Castle Donnington as I remember it being called back in the day. Personally I think Castle Donnington sounds way cooler than the Download festival…
Castle is probably making a monument out of a molehill, but yes – it does sound a lot cooler as a title….