A poem I wrote for poetry class, the assignment being birds. I haven’t written much poetry lately. I remember that I scribbled down a lot more of it that one semester in private school. Because the teacher lectured me for sketching during class, I decided to safely jot down lines of poetry . . . *winks deviously* . . . while I innocently appeared to be taking notes. But sketching has always been my means of absorbing and staying focused. So that I wouldn’t fall asleep in the middle of class (even if it was one of my favorite classes at the school: Paideia).
What a ramble.
Oh, don’t you love the illustration I used in this post, by Alexandra Douglass?
//#found new favorite artist #I love the colors and ambiance she uses//
Birds do not dream,
They live a dream
Day by day, above
Our heads, and seem
To sing such reams
As humans shove
To scale vocal heights
And superior flights
That only birds can attain.
