Short Notebook Poems

Scribbled notebook skies,
With luminescent stanzas;
Midnight poetry....

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Hope, reminders, try
Fear, loss, love forgotten now.
Memories bind lives...

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childlike verse penned in my notebook-published for all the world to see....

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words in a notebook
flowing from the poet's heart
read by open minds

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          Intimidation

   Blank sheet of notebook paper ~

      No words can express
...

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fervent, whispered
  her last wish

to be buried in the glen
where freedom she found
  in notebook and pen...

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Last year
I wrote about you in every
Sweet way I could
In every notebook I had
This year
You're only mentioned
In my 
Suicide letter....

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Just a Phrase


I can’t help it, 

It’s in my notebook,

Under useful phrases, 

To use when drunk.




(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved....

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Some dull professor droned
		And from my heart
		Right to my pen
		In cursive sprang
		This lovely name,
		Notebook margins filled:
Kelly 
Kelly
Kelly...

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Take a notebook and a pen
Write the things that annoy you
When you finished with the list
Change will be ahead











Nayda Ivette
12-26-2015...

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I did not mean to chain myself to a desk
It’s gorgeous outside; I realize I am missing it
I take my notebook and dogs, and we sit in the sun
I am poetry’s puppet....

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A Poet sits on the edge of tomorrow,
 waiting for today

Notebook in hand, new words to command
—what time has yet to say

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)...

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Orbiting earth at a ludicrous pace
No gravity: stuff flys all over the place
A notebook floats by, would it not be great
If we could have brought even one paperweight...

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fly lands on my notebook
is this a hello?
does he want his own missive?
I can see his tiny wings
and his twitching face
I continue to write
he flies off, satisfied...

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Give me a notebook, a pen and some time.
My muse fills a page faster than I spend a dime.
I do not recognize stuff the very next day.
Sometimes I don’t remember my poems an hour away....

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Leaving the house to go to work,
making sure I have,
my car keys,
my house keys,
extra money,
my cup of coffee,
a notebook,
a picture book,
a juice box,
my cell phone
and I am ready to go....

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Steady breeze of today
Flips up the edge of my notebook
Maple leaves are sparking with movement
I watch their merry dance
Marveling at their reds, browns and yellows
November is gorgeous...

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Copper-like
Blood stains stain my small notebook
Flippin’ sick!
 
Blood stains
Drain on my piece of paper
Disturbing…
 
Dried-up blood
Spew out from my open wounds
Bloody mess!...

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This is where
I will work out
my poetry.

It is only for
my poetry.

It is not for
grocery lists.

It is not for
phone numbers

although
in a pinch
it could be....

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the dish moved over there and that's alright with me
my notebook flipped pages on its own and that's alright with me
I don't consult them lesson learned so I don't bother them
I guess they just do there thing...

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a kernel of an idea showed up and gave me a wink
was it my muse? I did not know what to think
a bit confused, but of course, I always have ink.
I began to write, and my notebook gave me a whistle and a blink....

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found this notebook today
It had six poems
unrecognizable
but written by my hand
not unlike most other days
my personas keeping secrets from each other
I am in no way surprised I recognize none of it
my usual...

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I whip my pen out,
Like a man eager,
To unleash his readied member,
From its containment.

My notebook poised,
The anticipating woman
Who quivers slightly,
In open blankness,
Waits to be conquered,
By feverish ink....

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The notebook holds my memories dear.
I've written of life and love in here.
Unforgettable times and dearly loved faces, 
It takes me back to wondrous places.
Read the lines and you'll have seen
Who I am and who I've been....

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