(11/26/1971 / New York)

An Intimidated Poet

I lost my pen, love
it ran out of ink.
all I have left
is a pencil with
a chewed off
eraser...
and the task
of writing
about you
with no mistakes.

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Comments (14)

Lovely! No longer than it needed to be. Every word counts. Great job!
how charming and lovely. One of the best non rhyming poems I have read in awhile. So simple and sweet.
A short yet brilliant poem.. The use of the pencil with 'chewed' eraser is beautiful...
Lovely poem, simple but a beauty that is capable to touch a reader
Simple and powerful poem....on Life, on relationship and on everything it fits perfectly.
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