The pen approaches the paper
And words appear on the page.
What shall it write today?
Words of wisdom,
So profound,
That thought is needed,
To understand them?
Words of passion,
Showing the love,
Bestowed upon loved ones.
The glory of nature,
Abounding in this world,
There to be seen,
If only people look.
Words of anger,
At the ills in this world,
This world being destroyed,
By blinkered people.
Words of joy,
Showing the laughter,
That can be had,
Through the tears.
As the words end,
I read through them,
To see what they mean.
I haven’t a clue!
I never could read my own writing!
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 2nd, 2026 00:58
- Category: Humor
- Views: 12
- Users favorite of this poem: Salvia.S, Kevin Hulme
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Comments6
Oh lol, good write Gold. I get more Faves at times from my rubbish / nonsense poems! lol.
Thanks Orchi.
lol 🤣 and as I was thinking all the way through I am a grand fan of your impeccable humour 🌹
So kind Teddy, thank you.
Andy
fun write with a grim reality
Thank you Norman, much appreciated.
Andy
most welcome
You had me going there Andy I thought that this was most serious until the last line. Good one
Thank you soren, most kind.
Andy
My pleasure Andy
I think we can all Relate to this. I usually take my Poems to a Chemist for them to decipher.
Being familiar with a Doctors Writing that is.
Enjoyed this.
Thank you Kevin, much appreciated.
Andy
The journey from " words of wisdom " to "I never could read my own writing " is perfect. Witty, self- aware, and so true for most of us. Loved it.
Thank you Salvia, much appreciated.
Andy
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