Sep 15 2008
dancing pen
stab, skip, flow,
do your job
suck the words from my
brain
make it work
take the junk piled in the
back of my mind
become something
anything
is it the music? what would you
like? jazz, blues, reggae, metal???
dance little pen of
mine
make me look good
make me look smart
there must be something
utterly profound about orange
metallic nail polish
never mind the beads
of sweat, they smear
the ink so nicely give them the words
(which you are in short supply of my friend) that nice
little flourish.
dance damn you!
Dance!
copyright 2008
5 responses so far
love the new digs
and a very funny poem to boot
I seem to recall giving orders similar to that
“dance, damn you, dance”
hi ozy!
hmm, now that you mention it, i may have seen that poem of yours. oh my, i hope i didn’t channel it without realizing it.
sarah
HI Sarah.
Lets see if your new home lets me make a comment today, I have tried previously.
Love this poem, felt it all the way through it. Damn you pen dance awww!!
Lovely stuff, thank you. Pens sometimes like to smooche. Hope it lets me submit this.
Love
Di
hi di!
sorry about the comment problem, i can’t figure out it wouldn’t let you comment. but it looks like everthing is fine now. if you have a problem again, just email me and i’ll see what the problem is, okay?
love
sarah
ps: i had a problem commenting on your blog too the other day - maybe the comment gods we’re feeling bad that day?
YAY !! It did. I tried to comment so much on A-Mused. I loved it.
Have a lovely day
Love
Di
oh i’m glad you liked a-mused - it gave me a chuckle too. you have a lovely day too, dear.
sarah
Hi dee!
Have updated my bookmark!
Take good care of yourself!
Robert-Gilles
hello robaire!
thank you - you take care of yourself as well.
sarah
Awesome.
Make that pen booogie!
hi red,
yes, we must make the pen boogie indeed.
sarah