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abstract soul rendition, draw me like one of your French sticky buns, Fill me in dear, graphic stuff, I'll be the mail - you'll be the guard I'll be the ink on your season ticket card, the artful dodgy
Enter The Scribbler
Canny and clear,
Creating the future
Before it appears.
Scribble me whole will you?
Staedtler me in?
Give me a purpose,
Sketch it like sin.
Smudge me in charcoal
With broad sweeping strokes;
A creation in waiting,
Only you can evoke.
Dot-to-dot my particulars,
Cross-hatch where you please.
Sharpie my curvature,
Pastel my knees.
Crayon my hair,
Scribble it wild.
Pilot red for my lips—
I shan’t feel defiled.
Stroll up my spine
With a paint-spattered finger,
Outline my contours,
Make every daub linger.
Clothe me in pixels,
Dress me just so,
Colour me tainted . . .
But never . . . let go.
Esme's Cloud 
Well color me unfinished, but willing to have my outlines filled in with pencil so it can be changed over time as my canvas has more depth. As the eraser of understanding has smoothed the ragged unfinished lines and the vibrant colors of friendship transforms a simple charcoal sketch into an oil painted masterpiece. Thanks for being part of the tapestry of my existence. Hugs
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What a fabulously creative answer Scottie! I am happy as can be to find myself woven in said tapestry too.
Many thanks for those words!
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Oh yes. I like this very much indeed!
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Right up your street misses eh? I hoped as much, and am very pleased to find it so!
Mega thanks Lucy for coming over here and letting me know.
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My pleasure, dearest!
Lucy is very pleased to be a face painted tiger upon the Cloud, it has always been her dream 🙂
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I probably shouldn’t tell everyone that you asked for this design first then . . .
Hahahahahaha.
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😀 Sending you the biggest hugs upon the Cloud!
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Oooh.
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Can I get an ‘Aaah’ followed by a ‘Cantona’ as well?
Esme liking Clare’s ‘Oooh a lot upon the Cloud
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That is all the opening I need to tell my Eric Cantona joke.
I now know what the French for “Fuck off” is:
“When seagulls follow ze trawlair, it is because zey sink fish will be thrown into ze sea.”
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Hahahahahaha. He’s so marvellously dour with his humour. Loving the accent there Clare too, –falls about. Nicely done misses.
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“Say, ooh, aah, Crayola!”
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Hahahahahaha. Brilliant.
Esme applauding upon the Cloud
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lol – I really enjoyed this one. Such a great, popping rhythm!
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I have a thing for poems and prose that employ a good beat, they become quite hypnotic; a drumming within that calls for the reader to say the piece in their voice, either out loud, or in their head to themselves. I’ll be getting Anthony Hopkins to read this one at my book signing.
Hahahahaha. Thank you meeka, always a pleasure to have you round these Cloudy parts.
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Anthony Hopkins? Oh make it soon! Love that man. 🙂
Meeks drooling quietly over her keyboard
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hands over some tissues laughing. He’s quite something Anthony, such an excellent actor. One of my favourite films is ‘Remains of the Day’ in which he takes the lead role. Have you seen it? It’s beautiful, and the score is to die for too. Richard Burton reading War of the Worlds another one. Such a rich voice – nods a lot.
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Yes! It’s one of my favourite fillums as well. Plus…don’t laugh, Hannibal. -blush-
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Oh no he was very good in that, and really I think he could pull anything off given half the chance.
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Yes!
-dances with Esme on the Cloud-
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I love this poem. It really feels like you, though we’ve never met. It just. does. !! xoxoxo
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Bearing in mind the fact that Hariod’s pending comment describes the piece as ‘Filth’, I hesitate to say this, however. . . you’re absolutely on the mark there, It is very, very ‘Esme’. Hahahahahaha.
And you love it!! Hurrah!
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Beaming back. I do love it 🙂
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Well, this is filth, which I wouldn’t normally approve of. Nonetheless (which is not to say, ‘however’), it is very good filth. Clever and witty filth. So that’s okay. “Scribble me whole” could’ve gone disastrously wrong but for the ‘w’. So anyway, The Scribbler — is this the imagination, thinking wishfully?
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“it is very good filth. Clever and witty filth.” – You’ve been before, so must know the drill by now surely? Hahahahaha.
“Scribble me whole” could’ve gone disastrously wrong but for the ‘w’”. – HAHAHAHAHAHA.
“The Scribbler — is this the imagination, thinking wishfully?” – Maybe so, maybe not. I’ll ask the Cloud sometime, it seems to know more than ’tis telling.
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Anyway, I think you’ll find that most of my readers would find the piece sensual, possibly salacious, some may ever go so far as to find it a tad lascivious, but not ‘Filth’ thank you Hariod!!
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“Pressed down too hard
So broke off the lead
The sharpener can’t fix it
This pencil is dead.”
Loved this poem – Esme. Staedtler me in!
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Sounds painful Alastair! Hahahahaha.
Cracking verse accompaniment there sir, I’m very impressed, and chuffed to bits you love the poem too!
Esme offering a paring knife so he can have a good whittle and restore his poor lead upon the Cloud
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When the lead’s gone, there’s no going back, no matter how much whittling you do!
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Aye, that’s true enough sir! – finds this hilarious
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This really draws me in Esme.
Love that scribbler
🖍✏️🖍✏️🖍✏️
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Well I’m doing my best to draw folks in as you can see . . .
So I’m pleased to have succeeded in your case. Hahahahaha
Loving your love dearie. Thank you.
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Lisa and I have Städtlers right over there (>>>——->) in that roll-around craft-catcher thing. Sketching is as individual as handwriting, idea bouncing and pome-writing. Thanks for pome, face-painting marvel and combinational contributions.
Hello to all thread-writers too 🙂
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I have no doubt you do, hands on finger painting, sketching skies and each other’s eyes . . . it’s nice that you say hello to the other Cloudsters Bill, I like to think of the Cloud as a small and rather unique community (a great deal of care in the both given and needed at times), and you are a highly valued member of said community I hope you know. Thank you for enjoying Esme’s pome and sending your words this way.
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The Cloud offers hiatus from the normalcy of the frenetic, a passage away from quiet (or not-so-quiet) desperation and a welcome day away for light wispy moments. It lends each visitor the comfort of a salon and the safety of a playground — and bullies do not name the game 🙂
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How wonderful. ❤
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Hi BZ!
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And a halloooo HB from the Wizard of WAZ!
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Thank you for this delightful poem. It’s wonderful. It drew me in, and now I can’t erase it from my mind. Esme is addicting like that. 🙂
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Oh, this comment slipped past me, hiding in spam you were with Meeka, up to no good I’ll bet too! – laughs
I thank you in return for such an artful comment Swarn, nothing sketchy about it, in fact I’m positively brushing pink at the cheeks so chuffed am I with it.
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No resist? Oh my.
~Victoria fanning herself.
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That’d make a good pen name – Victoria Fanningerself winks – Hahahahaha.
Impossible to resist actually. It’s told from the point of view of a muse, she’s seducing with creativity and crayons, as they often do. Everyone is in love a little with their muse, how could one not be when they whisper things in your ear like that? Hahahahaha.
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:That’d make a good pen name”
I’ll keep that in mind. Lol
When I used the art term “resist”, as in resist art, I was trying to be clever. I failed miserably. 😂
~Victoria spraying fixative at Esme upon her Cloud.
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Oh no it is Esme that’s slow there, it’s very clever, proper clever clogs stuff, that’s why I missed it hahahaha. Still, it gave me a chance to wax (crayon) on about the pomey a bit more, and that’s all that really matters – falls about
Esme stuck to the Cloud in the shape of a unicorn
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This is so fun. You can tell I don’t get out much. Lol
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You think you’ve got problems – I’m stuck to a bloody Cloud here.
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~Victoria grabs cotton ball and dabs Esme with lemon scented nail polish remover.
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Not just WHOA…but WHOA NELLIE! (wipes dribble from chin)
This… this is… (sighs deeply, slowly)
not just…
fixating! But…
ASSphyxiating! Oh my my!
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Not keen eh? I didn’t think you’d like this piece Prof, just not your bag at all.
Hahahahahahaha.
No choking on the Cloud, it’s only that kind of party once a month.
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You my lovely Lady got me awake and HIGHLY aroused first thing this moaning! (smirky wink)
Yum yum yum… come here!
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Filthy child.
I’m pleased to have such an invigorating effect upon the world Professor.
HAHAHAHAHAHA.
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Love the clever use of verbs here… staedler for instance.
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Hey Björn, thank you very much for saying you think so, ’tis appreciated. Feedback is all (Jack Daniels a close second – grins), when writing, and all the more-so when from a fine writer such as yourself. – nods
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very nice… glad I’ve come across your awesome blog… my very best, tons of inspiration and friendly thoughts from France… cheers! 🙂
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Welcome to the Cloud Melanie, and many thanks indeed for your kind words! I’m so pleased you like the Cloud and inspiration is truly what this place is all about. That and the odd sticky bun.
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Beautiful poem! Why not colour ourselves with desired colours rather than waiting for someone else to make our lives colourful ☺
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Natasha, I’m thrilled by your comment, thank you so much for visiting the Cloud, I couldn’t agree more. – beams a smile her way
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And the shining prism giving rose to a beautiful rainbow between the clouds!😊
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Ilikeit!
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Thankyouverymuchsir!
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