Short Blotting Paper Poems

I recall the old school desks,
Ink for fountain pens a pesk,
Ink wells with lots of blots,
Blotting paper smudged the lot,
There was ink on all our hands,
Ink monitors in history's land!...

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Proper learning imputes proper senses 
                                        proper senses set up the mind 
                                        the mind is like blotting paper
                                           blotting paper absorbs ink
                                                  ink inks on paper 
                                                 paper shows words
                                                    words impact...

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Listen to poem:

Look at the clouds in the sky above
Puffy, vaporous, fluffy stuff,
Ephemeral, illusionary, ever-changing
A moving mass, reshaping before our eyes.
Billowing blotches spreading like
ink on blotting paper, soaking in,
imbibing a recall of inward reflections
that perspective can change sides, 
change viewpoints in time and space 
near and far, old and new, 
up and down, side to side, 
rocking to and fro,
for the spell of clouds lies
in their illusions, 
on which we dwell....

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