A Pen
Growing up I loved to write. I wrote stories and series for myself and it would be pages among pages of hand written stories or books. I remember I had written 500 pages of a book more than ten years ago that I still open and edit. All of these were handwritten first. I would use a paper pad and a pen. I was was always very picky when it came to using the writing equipment. My journal has a specific pen I use otherwise it feels like I had committed a crime. I once bought a Swarovski pen specially for my leather journal. The weight of it was perfect, but I had written with smoother pens before. Yet, this pen reminded me that I can sparkle too because of course it had Swarovski crystals in it. I kept it in a box that I would take out every time I journaled. This was not my favorite pen though. The easiest pen I have ever used was from a company that you could purchase from Chapters/Indigo. It was called poppin because they had used bright, fun, colors to make writing supplies wonderful. I remember the first time I used it. I was in university and was in need of very good pens because I did not have a reliable laptop to carry to my classes. I picked up the box I bought and picked one out of the box. I took the little gel bead off the top that blocks the ink. I placed it on the paper and it started to flow, it was the most pleasant feeling I felt in a long time. As soon as it touched the paper the pen wanted to write more, it wrote so smoothly I immediately hid the other pens back into my backpack so no one could “borrow” it we all know that meant you were never seeing that pen again. The ink was deliciously smooth writing across my notebook. I wanted to keep going even after I was done. I started doodling and found joy in writing again. That’s how much a pen can change your day. I know it’s such an adult thing to say. I wrote with other pens too such as the frixion pens because an erasable pen that actually erases. All that’s left is the indent on the page how ingenious! I remember in elementary they were “erasable” but you could still see remnants of blue on the page and if you wrote on top of it, it looked sloppy.
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"Deciduous life," lovely.
I love how 'deciduous life' rolls off the tongue. This is a very impressive haiku, Lamar! Good luck on the challenge!
Ah a special masterpiece! Awesome. I had to look up the first word straight away! Don’t think I’d come across deciduous before.. 😊🍃
I must admit. This was impressive. I read it and then I sat and thought 🤔 The way the meaning creeps up on you... There's that element of mystery in creation. And you allowed that to shine beautifully here. Best of luck in the challenge, Lamar 🤗❤️
This is stunning! The word choice is really what makes it. I loved it!
💖Lovely, Lamar
Typically impressive poem, along with the title and image!😃
Oooo, deciduous is a new word for me. Loved your Haiku!
You are just as solid an artist
Uber-gorgeous! Go Lamar!🧡🍂💪🏾
Wonderfully done!
Those autumn leaves do create masterpieces. A beautiful haiku!
brilliant!
Perfect in every way.
Magnificent take on the challenge - I love imagining the artistry of autumn landscapes! Bravo, Lamar! :)
Beautifully done Lamar- Love the idea of nature always in flux :)
Stunning haiku. I love your use of the word deciduous!
Well, I learned a new word today—deciduous. If I learn something new, then it’s definitely worth the read. Also, beautiful imagery, making the landscape seem like a painting waiting for the final touches to finish it. Makes it fit the cyclical idea of the seasons perfectly—they’re never quite finished. Well done.