poem no. 2 from my assessment

This one is based on a sketch by Leonardo Da Vinci

The Mind’s Eye

Flimsy as the ochre smear

on the page, wrestled from the earth

to give shape to the imagined.

Sturdy as the wooden frame

wrenched from the tree,

to hold the idea for a perfect, tense moment

Light as the inky sketch

of a man, perched like an anxious bird

on an unhinged swing.

Swept along on the canvas sail

of a mind that sees realities,

and dreams through other eyes.