Poem – Paper and Ink Moment

Poems come to me in the most random ways sometimes. Take, for instance, last night… Mum and I are currently reading a L.M Montgomery book together (Jane of Lantern Hill, to be precise – which is a thing of joy and beauty forever and I highly recommend). She’s reading it to me on kindle, while I read along in my paper copy and underline things that catch my eye (this is my newest bookish phase, in case you were wondering – underlining in good books). Anyways, I went to grab a pencil and then came in and sat down with her. As I did so, I realized that the pencil I had grabbed had no eraser. ‘No room for mistakes then.’ I thought.  And then a poem materialized from the shadows of my brain – this is the result. 🙂

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You are a pencil without an eraser,

better yet, a pen.

No room for mistakes.

No second thoughts.

Spill your words freely, oh saga-filled soul,

this is your paper and ink moment –

darkly defiant in a world of half-erased stories.

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I’d love to hear your thoughts on this poem in the comments! Do random instances like this one ever inspire you to write poetry?