Tiny Words Of Sketches Born

sunday sketch                                                                                             haughtiness hides

the grief inside

gorging from within

all evidence of sin

 

 

sunday sketch ter

 

 

wherever you run

in life you run too

burdening yourself

as the years pass

with you

 

 

 

sundaysketchhhhh

don’t be shy

my little one

he’ll fall off soon

his life all done

then you can play

and have great fun

with this bobbin

out in the sun

 

 

sunday sketchh the others all grew

into great looming oaks

one little acorn

was turned to the dark

he doesn’t drink wine

 

 

 

 

sunday sketchterrydefying all laws

of physics underpinning

the universe of ratios

he floats above

a mathematical mind

mindfully meditating

on gravity

 

 

sunday sketchhhinside myself

a tiny ninja sharpens

her spear of intent

one day she’ll learn

to use it

 

 

 

 

sunday sketchsimprisoned ankle deep

hemmed in by briars

deep seated fears

do badger me

puts out my fires

 

 

 

 

 

sunday sketchterrunderneath the Christmas tree

the Krampus patiently waits for me

it seems that I have been quite bad

it’s coal for me and I am glad

 

 

 

 

 

All tiny words by ME

All fabulous sketches by Terry Whidborne

 

Copyright September 2014

 

 

 

 

 

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