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Friday, July 16, 2010

My Pen

My pen,
a weapon of truth, a war of words,
sometimes a smear of lies.
The cursive blues
that may amuse you.

Electric scrawls
are meant to titillate,
and engage whoever, whenever it calls.

My pen,
the horrid monster who seeps in the night.
The beast that woo's you.
The prophet that cues you,
to read, to weep, to laugh and sigh.

Comes in a pack of 3 or 9...

2 comments:

25champ said...

well said. It can bring joy, pain, restore faith, encourage at our darkest hour.It's truly amazing :)

Ron Porter said...

good poem, nice imagery, the metaphor of pen as weapon and tool is will constructed. And, the twist at the end is clever without being trite.