Notebooks

People are always giving me notebooks 
Once they find out I write 
At christmas
At birthdays 
At random
At least two a year 
They sit in a stack on my shelf 
Hundreds of pages blank
Hundreds of poems unwritten 
White page syndrome 
Magnified ten fold 
Intimidation radiating off them in waves 
I prefer to use a computer 
There, the pages are infinite 
The limits are unknowable
No silent expectations to fulfill 
Just a never ending canvas

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Daniel Turner

Date: 8/16/2016 8:04:00 AM

Have you ever tried writing poetry in a notebook? To me personally, it renders a certain feel of accomplishment. I always have a rough draft and then start with the rewrites. When I see the paper trail, it always makes me proud. Very inspiring. Oh well, to each his/her own. Enjoyed the read, Pat.