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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Pen and Paper (07/17/14)

TITLE: Scratching Bits of Parchment Loose
By Judith Gayle Smith
07/23/14


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Slouched by the sharpener,
pencil and my mind
sleepily dulled,
Papers once filled with ardor
Thoughts not spilled
Laugh out loud.

Pencil shavings drifting . . .

Graduate to fountain pen,
Inkwell filled to
overflow,
Scratching bits of parchment loose,
Digging tunnels,
ink too slow.

I miss the grace of curlicues.

The ballpoint pen quite merrily
Wed to parchment
strongly bond,
Escaping thoughts, black and white
Forever caught, of these
Im fond.

Sweet marriage of pen to paper.

The bliss of penning grand thoughts to page
Dotting the Is and
crossing all ts,
Beget poetry, prose for all to engage.
Heart spilling over,
surfeited with ease,

Every word golden, humbly, of course.

Ink softly flows with my mind overeager
Capturing sweet memories
Too dear to forget
Fingers cramp, eyes ache, beleaguered
Penning letters for hearts to
Whom Im in debt.

If I only knew, more letters, sweet Gram.

Paper and pen, obsolete now,
wasting, forgotten,
lonely and lost . . .
Once kitschy pens now lay fallow
Luxury papers, oh
hang the cost.

Once so romantic,

Computers now take the guise of a lover
Offering solutions,
Settling the debt,
We Google and Yahoo, seeking no other
To trust and to follow
And God we forget.
Please, hand me my Bible.

Night terrors alarm me, shake me awake,
To relate to my husband
While still in my dread
He offers me comfort, my fears to placate,
Must keep pen and paper
Close to our bed.

Pray.


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Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 07/24/14
This is beautiful. It has a lovely flow to it. The words speak of a longing, one I think we can all understand. Nicely done.
Camille (C D) Swanson 07/25/14
Hauntingly beautiful.

God bless~
Danielle King 07/27/14
This is beautiful. Some of us are old enough to be nostalgic about pens that were dipped into those little white inkwells in the right hand corner of the school desk. And the blank sheet of white paper that the monitor handed out to write a composition. Ahhh, I do love being taken on a trip down memory lane.
Glynis Becker 07/27/14
So beautiful. Love the rhythm and the flow and the pictures this poem paints for me. Lovely, lovely work.
Bea Edwards 07/30/14
You have such a lovely way of flourishing words. I come away from your entries feeling aggrandized.
lynn gipson 07/31/14
Congratulations on your 2nd place win. Very well deserved, such a fine piece of poetry!
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 07/31/14
Congratulations for ranking 2nd in your level and 26 overall! The highest rankings can be found on the message boards.