Artist
By Robster80
I want to be an artist
To take my pen or pencil
In my hand
And make pictures of things
That reflect my feelings
Or personal likes
I want to be an artist
To draw people with real faces
To draw robots and machines in perfect detail
To draw animals and creatures past, present, and future
As I see them before me
Or in my mind’s eye
I want to be an artist
But my drawings
Don’t seem quite right
They seem less like pictures
And more like words
The more I move the pencil
The more the pictures become words
I want to be an artist
But I’ve put down my pencil
The keyboard is now my tool
As I now make lines of words
Instead of lines of pictures
I want to be an artist
But an artist of writing
My first poem out of high school. Please let me know what you think. â€"R80
By Robster80
I want to be an artist
To take my pen or pencil
In my hand
And make pictures of things
That reflect my feelings
Or personal likes
I want to be an artist
To draw people with real faces
To draw robots and machines in perfect detail
To draw animals and creatures past, present, and future
As I see them before me
Or in my mind’s eye
I want to be an artist
But my drawings
Don’t seem quite right
They seem less like pictures
And more like words
The more I move the pencil
The more the pictures become words
I want to be an artist
But I’ve put down my pencil
The keyboard is now my tool
As I now make lines of words
Instead of lines of pictures
I want to be an artist
But an artist of writing
My first poem out of high school. Please let me know what you think. â€"R80