Monday, April 13, 2009

A Poem a Day #13 - Drawing

For today's prompt, I want you to write a poem that incorporates a hobby (either yours or someone else's). That's right: Now is the perfect opportunity to write about your comic collection or your scrapbooking activities. And for the purposes of this challenge, I also think activities such as fishing, running, bowling, photography, birding, and gardening count as hobbies.


A line flows from my pencil after
traveling from my eye to my brain and down
my arm through the muscles
of my hands, the flexing of my fingers
appearing as if by magic
without my control, never to materialize
as the image I envisioned when I
first looked, when I imagined something
different it became new with time
stood still, hours passed
into the being of a creation beyond
my first thought.

Poem by Vanessa V. Kilmer © April 13, 2009

A Poem a Day at Poetic Asides


  1. Can't think of anything funny. Must be the day the mirth stood still.

  2. isn't it amazing how things seem to take on a life of their own once we decide to do (paint, write, whatever...) something. love this

  3. In art, the idea and the finished product often travel the same path, but reach differing destinations -- which is part of the awe of creation.

  4. Tom: That was hysterical.

    Juliana: I love the quality it has akin to meditation.

    Quilly: Always has a life of its own.

  5. Very nice! You make drawing sound divine.

  6. I know this feeling, this experience. It happens each time sit down to write, paint, or type. I never know where my hand will be taken as it listens to my brain's silent lead.

  7. Isn't it amazing how that happens!? I always wonder if Rembrandt and Cassatt experienced that. I don't wonder about Picasso! I know what made him blue! His highways were criss crossed! LOL!

    I LOVE this poem!

  8. Totally immersed, it is amazing.
    Beautiful poem for the topic.

  9. Drawing must be so rewarding and a place to get peace of mind.

  10. The poem seems to flow like a line drawing.

  11. Actonbell: It amazes me how the time passes.

    TTWC: It is, for me.

    Melli: I would just love to watch any of them paint.

    Indrani: Immersed is definitely the word.

    Noe Noe: Thanks.

    Betty: Absolutely.

    Hobbes: Thank-you.

  12. You fill me with awe. That poem seems so simple, but says so much.

  13. Dragonstar: Thank you so very much.

  14. FIrst off, your poetry ROCKS! and secondly, thank you for visiting my blog site. It is MUCH appreciated. Now it's off to a two-day get-me-away-from-all-of-this break...I will be sure to visit while I'm away. :)

  15. Thanks, Sean.

    Enjoy your vacation.


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