A Pen
Growing up I loved to write. I wrote stories and series for myself and it would be pages among pages of hand written stories or books. I remember I had written 500 pages of a book more than ten years ago that I still open and edit. All of these were handwritten first. I would use a paper pad and a pen. I was was always very picky when it came to using the writing equipment. My journal has a specific pen I use otherwise it feels like I had committed a crime. I once bought a Swarovski pen specially for my leather journal. The weight of it was perfect, but I had written with smoother pens before. Yet, this pen reminded me that I can sparkle too because of course it had Swarovski crystals in it. I kept it in a box that I would take out every time I journaled. This was not my favorite pen though. The easiest pen I have ever used was from a company that you could purchase from Chapters/Indigo. It was called poppin because they had used bright, fun, colors to make writing supplies wonderful. I remember the first time I used it. I was in university and was in need of very good pens because I did not have a reliable laptop to carry to my classes. I picked up the box I bought and picked one out of the box. I took the little gel bead off the top that blocks the ink. I placed it on the paper and it started to flow, it was the most pleasant feeling I felt in a long time. As soon as it touched the paper the pen wanted to write more, it wrote so smoothly I immediately hid the other pens back into my backpack so no one could “borrow” it we all know that meant you were never seeing that pen again. The ink was deliciously smooth writing across my notebook. I wanted to keep going even after I was done. I started doodling and found joy in writing again. That’s how much a pen can change your day. I know it’s such an adult thing to say. I wrote with other pens too such as the frixion pens because an erasable pen that actually erases. All that’s left is the indent on the page how ingenious! I remember in elementary they were “erasable” but you could still see remnants of blue on the page and if you wrote on top of it, it looked sloppy.
Comments (16)
Sad story in so few words-great stuff
Such a dismally sad haiku. It evokes so much emotion with so few words.
This resonates perfectly with my emotional health today on this dark, rainy and cold day. Very heady haiku.
This was heartbreaking and deep. Lovely.
you are among one of the best writers, keep up the good work
Oh Novel. Sorry for not commenting for a long time😁. Yeah really I think most of the people has the experience. Good job
Heartbreaking Novel.... 💚 It's been a while, how have you been?
It makes me think about how we sometimes get lost in the in betweens. Thank you for sharing
Mysterious, reflective, and beautiful. Wonderful work, Novel!
Insightful and masterfully-crafted as usual No No! Was so excited 2 see your work again! I hope that life is treating you well, embracing you lovingly, kissing you gently upon your forehead, and all that good stuff! Sending a hug of comfort to you friend!!
Intriguing
I felt this, this hit hard! Love your poem, sending you lots love! 💌
Sounds like the beginning of a great story packed into a haiku! Great job :)
Novel, you sure know how to pack so much into such a short piece. Hope you're well!
It really feels like that here for real. A kind of hierarchy that just sticks---unmoving and one feels going nowhere fast. Beating a brick wall maybe...hope not.
This was so poignant and felt relatable as well. Hope you're doing okay Momma. Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️