Modern Pen

Click,Click,Click my fingers go,
hitting keys on the modern pen.
Every Click is a brand new letter,
which turn into a word when together.

I find a mistake, but that is okay.
No more crossing and erasing,
Like back in the old day.

The machine has turned off,
The ink has been depleted.
I wait for it's fuel to return,
ignoring the pen on my desk.

I never mastered the classic pen,
my writing as beautiful as a hen's.
My words of beauty become horror,
 as I write them on nature's canvas.

Now I ask a selfish question
How many of my brothers,
are in the same situation?

 

Author's Note

Poem speaks about my really bad handwriting, hehe =).

Reviews

[FocusedAmnesia]

This was nice to read. I usually pick dark, depressed pieces of poetry/stories to read, so this was a great change. Very well written. Though I, personally, like my handwriting, I still love to type away.

[Arganova]

A nice, lighthearted piece; I often find a startling lack of well written pieces which don't attempt to search for some deeper meaning. There were a few places where the rhymes seemed stretched, so perhaps some editing is do, but it was non-the-less a great poem. Bravo!

[Annette Jay Sweeney]

I hate my handwriting. I tend to like writing on the computer much more. Partially because I don't get distracted by myself, and editing as I go along is much easier.

[FeliciaS (Poetic Prince..]

My cousin says his handwriting looks like chicken scratch...LOL

[Coyote Poetry]

My handwriting is so terrible. I was forced by teachers to get a words processor in college. The skill of classic penmanship is a lost skill. A outstanding poem.
Coyote