Pen Pad Take Notes 

Anthony Hanible

Pen  

Pad  

Take notes  

Thoughts float like ghost boats  

Drifting through the mind’s moat  

Till a spark in the dark  

Starts to glow

Ink  

Leaps  

As it speaks

Little streaks  

Of mystique

Every scribble a ripple  

From the deep

Pages  

Pile  

In a wild  

Spiral style

Each line a trial  

You file  

To prove you walked  

Each mile

Write  

What aches

Write  

What wakes

Catch the quake  

As it breaks  

Into shapes  

You can hold

Pen  

Pad  

Take notes 

Turn whispers  

Into quotes

Turn storms  

Into oaths 

Turn your chaos  

Into clothes  

You can finally  

Wear bold



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