Sunday, April 21, 2013

Morning has broken

I awake,
dragging myself from a rather disturbing dream
I lie there a moment and listen,
Yes Mr Peaberry is there I can hear him greeting the day,
happy with his lot,
happy with the world,
happy that the sun has risen again and night has gone.

I tumble out of bed and reach for my dressing gown.
Drawing back the curtains I see him there.
He is sitting on the top of my little twisted willow,
singing with all his might.
All is well with the world


drawn from my bed with aqua crayons

Mr Peaberry drawn from photoDSC01183

drawn from this photo with coloured pencils

1 comment:

Maria Ontiveros said...

I LOVE this post today; such a peek into your life and love to see how others stretch their creative muscles. What a great pencil sketch.

A place for me to put the pictures of layouts I have done that I am pleased with, to put in the poems I write and to add snippets of things that have caught my eye