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Box-Tops, Napkins, Paper, and Old Mail-

Box-tops, Napkins, Paper, and Old Mail…

One thing for sure, listen, will you please?
I do not write on tissue paper… sneeze!
But write upon most anything… Not walls!
My pen or pencil marks fulfilled flow falls.

And anyplace will do to write away.
In the moment inspiration comes to play,
Revealing ever-poignant thoughts, words spanned.
Whatever spark or flow falls to my hand.

I shall not allow fleeting words their loss.
Instead, must capture never-ending gloss. 
Then, send a message to someone somewhere.
And dream, two hearts, shall wisdom share with flare.

Soon, Microsoft displays those words that streamed
Computer poet is what I am; oh, dream! 


© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
    January 13, 2010

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Margaret Foster

January 14, 2010 at 6:45 PM

Yes, we must get these words down before they drift off again. Many a time I think, 'thats not bad' but when I try to recall it's no longer there. An unusual sonnet well written. thank you for commenting on my efforts. --Margaret

Robert A. Dufresne

January 14, 2010 at 4:48 PM

unique and cool poem, Dane Ann. Thanks for your comment and notice. -Robert

Sara Kendrick

January 14, 2010 at 10:22 AM

It is amazing what we can find to write upon. I have tried to keep a line going in head or repeat it over and over until I could find something on which to write. Keep the creative pen flowing. Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work. Sara

Elaine George

January 14, 2010 at 9:23 AM

You demonstate your remarkable talent in this one Dane Ann. Who but you - could write a sonnet on this subject. Your talent has no boundaries. Love, Lainie

Carrie Richards

January 14, 2010 at 8:21 AM

You made a sonnet from such an unusual subject matter!! Quite clever and perfectly done, Dane Ann! A fun read!! (ps....thank you so much for your comments, and for reading so much of my poetry! Can't tell you how much I appreciate your kindness!) Love, Carrie

Joyce Johnson

January 13, 2010 at 10:27 AM

Hi Dane Ann. I'm checking in to thank you for all of the nice commentss. I was intrigued by this poem's name, but I read it as napins, boxtops , paper and Old Maid. Old mail it is and very good. good luck in the contest. I have a luncheon meeting so am checking out for awhile. Love, joyce

Doris Culverhouse

January 13, 2010 at 8:49 AM

good poem for the contest!

Carol Sunshine Brown

January 13, 2010 at 7:30 AM

Outstanding Dane Ann. I wish you the best in the contest should you enter it. Hope you are recovering more as each day comes. Love, Carol

Carolyn Devonshire

January 13, 2010 at 7:29 AM

Hey, we have to snatch that inspiration and jot it down as soon as it comes to us, Dane Ann. Thankfully, the abundance of scrap paper in my home and car has prevented me from writing on walls (so far). Great poem, my friend! Much love, Carolyn