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No Ink

One day I stopped to think
Just how bad life would stink
If someone took away my pen and ink

I could scratch a verse in the sand
But wave and tides would erase that plan
Leaving me a lonely man

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Gershon Wolf Date: 6/2/2021 5:15:00 PM Noink that, gotta buy an invisible pen to go with your invisible ink! lol. Good one, Kenneth. :) gw Login to Reply

Heidi Sands Date: 6/2/2021 1:44:00 PM So true. So hard without pen and ink. I like how you expressed this :) Login to Reply

Jan Allison Date: 6/2/2021 1:09:00 PM Very thought provoking Kenneth, long may you have that pen, pencil or keyboard to write with:-) hugs Jan xx Login to Reply

Victor Buhagiar Date: 6/2/2021 9:41:00 AM Very expressive poem. Login to Reply

L Milton Hankins Date: 6/2/2021 9:27:00 AM Fine tercets, Kenneth. So true, too. Login to Reply