So I sit here completely naked and cold
In front of this art class of men young and old
Trying hard not to feel awkward at all
I shiver a bit on the stool that’s too small
Hearing the pencils drawing my curves
I am smiling away what is left of my nerves
Someone is coughing, but no body speaks
A chair’s loudly moved and the door slightly shreeks
Alone with twenty four eyes watching me
From nine till eleven in my nudity
And then thank heaven it is time for their break
I secretly look what it is that they make
Twelve sheets of paper all showing my figure of speech:
Three cubics, two circles and a triangle each…
Comments on: "The model" (13)
This made me laugh out loud, Ina; what a great way to start the day. Really enjoyed it – thank you!
Thank you Nick 🙂
Now I am tempted to start learning to draw!! 🙂
Draw, not drool 🙂 I was a model once lol, just once. (Not recent )
If I said your ‘seagull and nudity’ inspired me, would you hold it against me? 🙂
God, I was quick commenting there; it is not as if I was lurking for a reply, I just popped in same time, honest 🙂
Ina, thank you for dropping in on Poetic License. I would love to feature this poem of yours in either the December Poetic License or as a featured poem in the month of April for Poetry Month. Let me know as this is a very humorous poem and it would make a great addition to my site’s growing poetry contributions.
Hi Tom, I would be honoured. 🙂
Thank you Ina. I will use it on April 9th. Thank you again for visiting.
My pleasure! 🙂
Great insight from someone who has been there. I loved it.
Thanks timkeen, well it was just that one time! 🙂