From my sketchbook emerges snippets from my everyday travels, observations and musings. I find sketching to be therapeutic...good for the memory, too!
An ode to April 15th?
Her jaw was firm and set,
Facing off a threat?
I sketched her on the sly,
In case she saw me spy.
From My Sketchbook - Rhymes and Doodles
(Or, making good use of my subway commute time to practice my sketching!)
If you want to feel truly blessed
You'll need more than just beauty rest,
You can focus on the here and now,
Or dream up several words to rhyme with cow.
The most seen expression on the subways these days...
Little did you know...
One way I stay focused during the long pauses at Wicked...
She was lost in thoughts,
Clearly tied up in knots.
Perhaps she had the blues,
(Or didn't like her shoes.)
His eyes are downcast,
With brows at half mast.