My Roller-Tip Pen

About the Power of Writing

My roller-tip pen rolling, tumbling, stumbling

over meaningless words;

touching, sweetly caressing over unsaid words,

scratching, itching them awake,

letting them live, rise and burn.

Destroying, creating, chaos-making.

The power

my roller-tip pen possesses

when the words are seen by the right people.

The force

with which they hit into people's faces when read.

The relieve

my stupid roller-tip pen brings,

when guided right.

Bringing thoughts to live, letting them slip of your mind onto innocent paper.

Author's Note

One of my more pathetic poems, but still I think it's important to know what one can do with the little, at first sight ordinary things they possess.

Reviews

[Harmony Lee]

It's funny to me that you call this poem "pathetic" as it seems so valuable and poignant to me; I do hope you grow to more fully recognize the simple beauty and greatness of it. I love the word choices you make and they ways in which they relate to and juxtapose each other. "itching them awake" yes! Thank you for sharing.