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My Small Picasso




My daughter and I
drew quite awhile last night
I follow her lead, as I often do
down paths of rich diversity
trails of awesome imagry

 

(a lesson in humility!)

'How To Draw Manga'
a Christmas book
we start with  Cat Woman.
mine has proper placement
of thigh and face and breast
she creates a purring creature
of bold brash lines, a color fest.

On to ancient Egypt
and it's angular perceptions.
mine could be peeled
from King Tut's dusty walls
hers are Ramses dancing shoes
Cleopatra's siren calls.

I follow her
through cats and dogs
cartoon favorites
and New Year's cards

She shows me what she wants
in the long promised painting for her room
I watch in awe the marks she makes
and know that I can never measure up
to her
my small Picasso.

 

 

 

 

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Originally written on December 27, 2005
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  • sheltered gold member
    January 31
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    highly endearing
    it is always a bonus
    when good poetry leaves you smiling


  • Pelican
    January 28
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    Wonderful! Your daughter is beautiful!


  • truembrace silver member
    January 4

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    ugh... this is so wonderfully endearing. - an amazing snapshot of a loving moment of quality time that one can barely compare to anything else of such importance, whatsoever.

    this is absolutely one of my favorites, if not my the favorite, by you. revision or not -- equally as beautiful as the original i am sure (if not surpassing).

    -- Kim

    p.s. Happy New Year, David. All the best of the days to come for you and your family.


  • manatee
    November 23, 2009

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    The luminous warmth of this poem, the love of a father for his child, seems to glow brighter as I read it, as if I too can share ever so lightly in the familial moment. Thank you for the invitation. -The Manatee


  • Dalaney gold member
    October 30, 2009

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    I've read this several times, David. I feel like I know Rachael through the stories you've told and now the poetry...She has grown into such a beautiful young lady, and I know she is going to do so much with her life. You and Elle have given her art and music, and hopefully the love for poetry as well. I hope to see more poetry like this in the months to come Love, L


  • Matthew OMeara
    October 30, 2009
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    Great!

    That was absolutely beautiful.


  • myrataal gold member
    October 29, 2009

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    Ah!

    The love for your daughter splashed itself in tenderness, awe, admiration and joy! Of course she had a good example to test her own agility in curve and in line! I used to frame the artworks of my children.

    I love to draw. To create something from the awareness inside me. Often impressionistic, but mostly figurative or what I call SCRIBBLE ART *Krabbelkuns* Sometimes my lines are simply curves, leading ebb to flow and back, but it is better than hitting a pillow!

    Thank you so much for an enjoyable, beautiful little sketch!

    Love
    Myra


  • Allyce May
    October 29, 2009

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    Oh This is so very precious; made me all clucky. I can't draw though, so I apologise to my future children in advance, lolll.

    Wonderfully weaved and thoroughly captivating


  • Amera gold member
    October 29, 2009

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    I really love this poem! I love it because I already know how good an artist you are. I now know that you are also a wonderful dad.

    Love,
    Amera♥


  • Cat gold member
    October 25, 2009
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    wonderful... did you ever paint it?


  • Daizee silver member
    October 23, 2009
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    I can feel the sparkle in your eyes and the love in your words


  • malmadre gold member
    October 23, 2009

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    What a special time to share with a child, my daughter is also artistic in a very different way than I am. She does needlework which I could never do. The connection between my brain and fingers never mastered the necessary link for that.
    I can imagine your walls with murals of fantastic realism and wonders of abstraction, what a team! you and Rachael.


  • Emmyb gold member
    October 23, 2009

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    This girl is lucky to have such a father who will paint with her.

    I have had a few experiences of painting with my father - the first being when we painted a house together (not an actual house - but a house on a canvas) in oils - from a book we found. He said "No, you have to be more subtle with your colour" as I was piling on the bright greens for the moss and the bright orangy browns for the roof
    we actually did quite a good one in the end.

    I gave it to my School Nurse whose name was Jan. She told all her friends about it and eventually I was given a few commissions

    I then remember being 16 and painting some abstract thing - an opaque black person bent back into a ram of colours and a doorway in the background (no idea what it was meant to represent) - I gave it to my boss at work who i was fucking for a while. He still has it. Bastard.



    This is great david


    Emma


  • Mairi bheag gold member
    October 23, 2009
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    Beautifully expressed.


  • Ellegirl
    October 22, 2009

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    The wall is as orange as an October sunset. The powerful orange our little picasso picked!
    I'll always remember picking up and collecting the little drawings and today
    they are more priceless than any true picasso!
    Totally lovely and brings back wonderful memories!
    Love,
    me.

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