Caren Krutsinger Poet Personification

I Am a Piece of Notebook Paper

I’m fresh 
Pristine.
Eager to Please
Fresh out of the grocery store shelves.
My beauty is sound. 
My lines are crisp.
The prettiest of blues.
I am symmetrical and smart.
I feel pride as a hand picks up a pen.
Scribble scribble scribble scribble
It tickles, but I do not mind.
The face looks satisfied.
SCRATCH. SCRATCH. SCRATCH!
Ouch! That hurts.
I get ripped from my spine.
Hand crumples me into a wrinkled ball.
I am now being thrown onto the floor.
One of my prissy cousins arrives next.
She is also a crumpled ball.
What is going on? I ask Uncle Wilbur
As he comes flying down from the desk.
Things are not going well for this poet, he says.
No problem. We can be recycled again.
My brother Jed sails past us, in airplane form, making us laugh.

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M. L. Kiser December 20, 2019 at 12:59 PM Super personification here; Well done. Caren Krutsinger December 20, 2019 at 2:26 PM Thank you M.L.

Gershon Wolf December 15, 2019 at 10:01 PM Ha, ha! Thanks for the extended enjoyment and the chuckle at the end. Such a deft touch you display at personification, my friend. Cheers, Gershon (Soup mail, please. Thanks) Caren Krutsinger December 17, 2019 at 11:06 AM I love personification! I will go there next.

Sandra Adams December 15, 2019 at 8:54 PM i love this personification...i have been there as i am sure we all have... good write... hugs Caren Krutsinger December 17, 2019 at 11:06 AM I have papers all over my work space, the floor, in cabinets, cupboards, trailing me in the hallway....

Maurice Rigoler December 15, 2019 at 8:36 AM True to life and probably every writer that ever lived! Personally I prefer a computer screen to record my thoughts, if I don't like them I just zap them off and start over on a clean screen – no need for my floor to be cluttered with scrunched up sheets of paper! – M Caren Krutsinger December 15, 2019 at 2:45 PM I waver between writing down in a fresh notebook and the computer. It depends on my mood at that second, my friend.