The Reluctant Model Poem by Practicing Poetess
The Reluctant Model
She said her name was Raven,
With hair as black as that bird.
She was a noisy girl, and from
A mile away, she could be heard.
She wanted to be boho,
She fancied the artsy crowd.
Photographers and painters, they
Did tolerate her praises loud.
A budding artist, name of Mick
Decided he would sketch her
She took off running, like a shot
So first, he had to catch her!
I have a preference for women with black hair, like the one in your poem. She is camera-shy or wary of artists. Great.
Michael, she loves to be associated with artists, and to hang with them. I think that perhaps she was afraid that he wanted to sketch her in the nude! Whereas, probably he only wanted to do0 a little practice, pencil-sketch of her face only, because he felt that she had interesting features. Thanks for commenting! :)
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A budding artist, name of Mick Decided he would sketch her She took off running, like a shot So first, he had to catch her! humorous poem , .. very nice dear poetess. thalnk u. tony
Many thanks to you, Dr. Tony! The girl was not willing to pose in the nude for an artist's sketch! Modest young Miss.