This poem was written using this drawing practice as a prompt.
Drawing is a process
of getting to know him
through the fine lines
from the pain
of raising them
Drawing of an old man (in progress)
I spot her from afar.
She is as beautiful as yesterday long ago
carrying herself in poise and elegance.
I am so eager to greet her
ignoring how time faded her colours.
Will she blush for me,
her monochrome admirer?
Last night you swam freely in the ocean
Rode alongside the dolphins
Unafraid of the jelly fish
I wanted to join you to venture into the deep
My body was reality bound
A child longed for freedom through the aquarium glass
This morning I strolled along the beach
Looked for the remnant of the past
No sign of dolphains, nor jelly fish
Only a sail boat on the edge of the horizon
I wondered if you caught my message bottle
You slip on the lilac dresses
and run towards the meadow
Soon you are all in positions
in accordance with the choreography
When the bees sing
you start to slow dance
in sunshine yellow
Every cloud in the sky
knows you are exceedingly happy