The Artist Poem by Mary Mc Creath

The Artist



An artist picks her topics
To illustrate and then
She looks around for paper
for pencil or for pen.

Moves her subject here and there
To get the lighting right
Sits down, then considers it
For Inspiration flight.

Shading here a highlight there
The sketching has begun
Eliminates wayward line
And voila' it is done

An artists tools are magic
They capture many a sight
And turn the simplest objects
To wonder and delight

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Mary Mc Creath

Mary Mc Creath

Glasgow, Scotland
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