I literally would not have survived that day without paper. I was in the library, itching to write, but paper was nowhere (this poem is the result). Just as people need oxygen to live, writers depend on their musings for growth, and it's not hard saying "you can always write on the computer" as doing it. I never understood why, but papers give us (me) so much more. Written on June 5, 2013, Wednesday.
I'm desperate and longing
For a pad my pen can ink on...
A sheet of white where I can write...
A ready notebook full of grace
And space to capture
My topsy-turvy, wordy
Heart in place.
I need something to write on.
I need it really fast
For time can never satiate
Half the burden that might last.
I really need to put this down,
On the table if I may,
For all this writing will behold
A fateful story for someday.
Musicophilia
Picture taken from the wall of The Mind Museum at BGC. The blog name "Poetophilia" was inspired by Oliver Sacks' book Musicophilia.
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