Sketch
By Kate C
Every page turned tells a different story
Every line created
Every line smudge away only shows more depth.
The pictures unfold memories of feelings
That fill a page of emptiness with colour and light.
My pencil touches the page
This is my chance
My way to escape
And get transported to a world
Where my imagination runs wild.
The lead shadings line the pages
With a mysterious smoke
That become my oxygen.
My sketch book is my diary
Taking and holding my thoughts and feelings.