4th Poem
Dark line, drawing eyes sea green blue ,
but I don’t know who
came to my mind.
As I draw unparalleled lines.
Like words,my hands just flows
downwards to the nose.
because it’s not a face
unless it has it’s place.
Like a kiss needs a pair lips
and a writer wants words to unzip
Like a beard, on soft skin
much like stubble that’s akin
I think, as I stroke these whiskers,
gliding though my hands on to paper.
Like rhymes, on time
off the top of my beautiful lid.
Good day it’s day four of
As for the Nation Poets Writing Month , it’s never to late to create,
Follow this link for poetry prompts: http://www.napowrimo.net/
Also I’d like to share with you a new app that I’ve used to help make a really bad drawing into a bit of art. The app is called Camera-Awesome, you can download it from iTunes :
http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/camera-awesome/id420744028?mt=8
Blessings and Live Life~Leah :)