A poem about writing.
Just to feel the pen
move across the page
is a joy to me.
It doesn't matter what I write
Or if it means anything
If it's full of clichés
Or if the plot is exciting
Sometimes I just need
to hear myself think
on paper
I'm getting used to the keyboard
too
As if pounding out letters
Were the same as longhand
Well it looks better
Isn't that always the point?
How it looks.
How many can read my handwriting
on the wall?
June 25, 2007
© 2007 Anne Westlund
Poetry by Anne Westlund
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Written on 2007-07-09 at 08:40
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For a good time call....
Just to feel the pen
move across the page
is a joy to me.
It doesn't matter what I write
Or if it means anything
If it's full of clichés
Or if the plot is exciting
Sometimes I just need
to hear myself think
on paper
I'm getting used to the keyboard
too
As if pounding out letters
Were the same as longhand
Well it looks better
Isn't that always the point?
How it looks.
How many can read my handwriting
on the wall?
June 25, 2007
© 2007 Anne Westlund
Poetry by Anne Westlund
Read 609 times
Written on 2007-07-09 at 08:40
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