Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Number 2

When I jot down the words that I
Have forming in my head,
The only tool required is
A pencil filled with lead.

A pen won’t do the trick for me;
A keyboard holds no lure.
It’s only with a number 2
That I feel most secure.

The yellow ones I like the best,
Though I get out of joint
If I’m not near a sharpener
And I’ve worn down the point.

The plastic ones with lead inside
Work well when on the road;
But I prefer the pencils that
One doesn’t have to load.

Of course my pencils must possess
Erasers at the end.
A pencil lacking such a tool
I wouldn’t recommend.

I’m writing this right now to praise
My very best utensil – 
And naturally, my fingers grasp
A number 2 lead pencil!

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Robert Pettit December 23, 2011 at 11:12 PM I remember when my elementary school teachers would not accept any homework that was not written in pencil. My first grade teacher threw a fit when I turned in homework that was written in pen. Since adulthood, I have nearly exclusively used ink. You have described everything here nicely with fine wording and rhyming.

Jack Horne December 23, 2011 at 9:22 AM Witty piece, my friend. My handwriting is so bad that even I can't read it half the time, so I have to try to remember any flashes of inspiration until I get home on my computer