Cartoon Crush

She feels a rush.

The wind moves like a pen

Creating; animation.

Dipping into rainbows

Like a paintbrush in a rodeo;

Drawing his cartoon crush,

& animating his pearlescent love.

Only dreams & technology can glimpse

This love that is wow;

Their love that is now.

Her hair

Is like a rainy night,

Dripping wet

And shining bright.

Her skin is oiled.

Her puppy eyes

And kitten face,

Woman hands

And feet are beautiful;

Pearlescent.

His head is tilted;

Mind spinning.

Hands like Atlas

Lay on his head,

As he looks at her

Like Columbus,

This

angelic animation;

His cartoon crush;

His pearlescent love.

As the sky un-crumbles

Like a wrinkled paper,

Their hands unfold

& touch at the tips of

Their fingers.

He feels her smooth

Pearlescent nails.

She sees his vapored breath

Surrounding them like

A starry cloud.

Feb 5, 6, 2018

Author's Note

What made reading this worthwhile for you?

Reviews

[jennifer little]

your poem has a great flow to it and is worded just right great job keep up the good work

[Patricia]

This is really good, you really give the character a dreamy realism and dimension as cartoonists often do, cartoon character writing is fun, I used to do a lot of it, rules don’t really apply and your creativity can fly. Well done

[Betty Hermelee]

This is a fantasy, just like cartoons; I love your imagery and the lines you used to describe this journey of love... but in a cartoon....very imaginative!!!
Well done
Best, Betty

[Laz K.]

Cartoons are fantasies made visible and shared with others. The word "cartoonish" often has a negative connotation, but most art does the same in a similar way.

[Anuja Sharma]

I think I not only read this but lived this poetry. Such a fantastic imaginary piece it is. I felt the waves of love, comfort & infatuation.
And ugh, totally fell for these lines:
"This love that is wow;
Their love that is now."

Once again, great poem!!

[Robert Trakofler]

I have always had a fantasy of being in a painting... to swim in the colors and disappear into abstraction and then reemerge into a pastoral scene and traipse a meadow as the landscape get manipulated by the artist brush some paintings just hit me that way I want to dive into them and revel in the emotions placed within them. This is what your poem made me think about

[Kim S.]

As the sky un-crumbles
Like a wrinkled paper,

Love this imagery here, this is really good.

[DIVYA]

Falling in love with his own creation...born from his dreams, an adorable fantasy, yet to him so real. What made it worthwhile for me was the artist's awe at his own creativity, the work of his hands, that fills him with such deep bliss and renews the passions in his soul. A very relatable poem for those who create art, live it. I just loved this read.

[Chris Shaw]

I stopped by a second time and reread both of your posted poems on WC. It was a pleasure to find this quality writing on the forum. I leave wanting more.

Chris

[Ada]

Nice romantic write you have here.