Poetry

Using Pen (#214)

What is it about paper and pen,
That allows the words to flow again?
My writing is purer,
My confidence is surer,
Is there magic in that old inkwell?
It’s not my handwriting because it looks like hell!
To the soul, there’s a direct link,
Not to mention how I feel and what I think,
The feel of the paper and the sound of the scratch,
It’s something a computer can’t match,
With handwriting, there’s only one gripe,
It’s that later, all my writing I’ll have to type.

Any Thoughts?

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