Notebook Poems - Poems about Notebook

...A hot day and a smelter Is it in Qatar, or in Dubai a friendly aluminum  smelter for sale, the one in the picture on a TV add looks ok Now that my wife is on holiday with her aunt I cruse on t......Read the rest...

...I’m writing with pen. Scribbling and doodling. Writing a rough draft. Then an even rougher draft. Falling asleep and knocking coffee all over my pages. Using up my whole notebook. Running to th......Read the rest...

...You were like the last page of an old notebook Which I doodled on and scribbled on Torn off So that others couldn’t see it Couldn’t peep in To the place I displayed my soul on A chapter bette......Read the rest...

... It’s getting late and I can’t wait to sleep. Insomnia always has hold of me at bedtime. Tonight I feel hopeful of a visit from the sandman! My adult son and his buddies are drinking and playing......Read the rest...

...I the chalice Overflow with letters Sylabuls similes vowels Fusing them together Written by the feather A quill in the past Now on a tablet Notebook with biro The words still flow Poet......Read the rest...

...To W.B. Yeats There is something to my life that cannot be described as "lonely". But a forgotten detail in a missing puzzle piece. The secondary woman in the background For she lets t......Read the rest...

...On a bench in the sun, With the river close by, I can get something done (Or at least I can try). For out here I unwind As I soak up the rays And I’m likely to find Something I can appraise......Read the rest...

...MY NOTEBOOK I have a vehicle That carries all My plannings My happenings That has all my Funny secrets.. That has my Happiness and sadness Nobody knows......Read the rest...

...Depression is not treated by putting on lip stick you stand in the mirror and put on the tears snot drooling in your mouth behind the curtains awaiting to go out on stage and face an eager audi......Read the rest...

...One More Day Always amazing how well this life goes right on without us New images tread where shadows have fled old memories in the dust Nothing left behind but words to remind we chased ......Read the rest...

...Slumber can wait, as twilight calls Paper and pen quiet the rage Transported down memories’ halls Time’s passage, like print on a page Through the flowing ink, words appear Musings ......Read the rest...

...With a pen she wrote a story, Stretched across her old notebook. About a girl who wanted to be noticed, And a boy who refused to look. And she wept and wept and wept, Leaving an inky, tear-sodde......Read the rest...

...Dreaming words, and the words are waiting. I awaken and try to open my notebook, but the pages are stuck. I scramble fruitlessly every morning. Those dreams, those dreams… I forgot my dre......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ princes and princesses in aprons and suits, pirates on ships in the clouds, half-forgotten hopes and dreams, and a vow of patience— scribbled in a 15-year old’s......Read the rest...

... Intimidation Blank sheet of notebook paper ~ No words can express ......Read the rest...