Hello, I Stole Your Pencil

Hello, I Burrowed Stole Your PenciL

I'm so sorry I stole your precious pencil

But there is good news too,

Those curtains of shades of blue

And an illusion of a dragon or two

Made such a lovely dress, who knew!

I wore them after a shower

And ate leftover social awkwardness

With garlic-bread and a touch of cheese

And I wore gentle sarcasm for earrings

And your stolen pencil,

I chained it as a necklace

Round my slightly scarred neck,

Then I ran downstairs

And our ground floor looked funny

Because it wasn't there.

Only a cavity that had swallowed our furniture

Into its black, black belly

So I took your dear old, slightly chewed pencil

And I drew a shoe cabinet

A mirror, and a Persian carpet

 In the entrance hall

And with a few fingers I smudged the charcoal lines

That made the floor tiles,

And I left a memory of the strange grim hole

I threw in your beloved fairy tales

To feed its hungry growl

But you loved many,

Too many fairy tales...

Reviews

[StarNinja]

Hey! My pencil! Give it back!
Another poem review, what am I to do? I'm not a poetry guy, but gosh darn it I'll try.
It seems to me that the imagery is splendid. How original that concepts can be worn, logic upended.
What a masterpiece of form, an uncle's niece would find enorm such qualities we deem positively warm.
The ending mysterious, the words left me delirious with images of mutable furniture. Gregarious!
The spelling, the grammar, (both points I like to hammer) were flawless and left my critique absolutely clawless.
Look what you did! Look what you made me do, Rain! I literally waxed poetic over your poem! Argh! I give it 6 out of 5!

[Eric Pudalov]

WOW! I love the poetic reviews - I was about to write one, and then I thought "How can I write something that hasn't already been said here?" Ninja, this review is practically a companion piece to the poem itself.

[Sarusai Hiryu]

Especially like the sinister touch...

[SmittyJas]

IF this is what you do with a pencil lets find out just how creative you can be with colored pens.

[Bright Ocean Star]

This piece is imaginatively complex and utterly insane, much like you'd get with a child drawing a picture... Children have an amazing quality of keeping their imagination on 'full-open', where everything literally pours out along with the kitchen sink. That's what this piece reminds me of. A child's description of their drawing...or maybe a child's story of what they drew. Very, very good.

[Eric Pudalov]

Well, Rain, this is an amazingly dark and beautiful poem. As I'd responded to Ninja below, I'm not sure I have anything particularly poetic to say.

I found the poem very touching, especially the "Only a cavity that had swallowed our furniture/Into its black, black belly" part. It made me think that there was some real-life disaster or some feelings deep within you that were the inspiration behind this.

Though I may not be experiencing the same things that you are, I know that we all have an inner "black, black belly" that hides some of our deepest emotions and experiences. I think that's where the greatest poetry comes from, and I think you've composed one of those here.

[Ars Goetia Poetry]

This agreat mysterious piece of poetry, I am really impressed. Thanks for sharing. The Elusive Mr Dunne.

[Dina Rabah]

I loved the ending. I understood somehow what you were going through writing this poem.
I really liked at the end '' I threw in your beloved fairy tales, to feed its hungry growl, but you loved many, too many fairy tales ... ''
really good always liked your way of writing. ^_^

[Janice Ann]

Flow was great and it painted a picture with words. As a poet, you really can't ask for me! Great read and yes, steal more pencils.

[Michael (Letters and Li..]

Very interesting and mysterious. I feel like there's a really deep, hidden meaning here. It intrigues me. Well done! I really enjoyed it!

[Coyote Poetry]

Many nice uses for the pencil. I enjoyed your thoughts on the uses of the pencil. A nice ending to the excellent poem.
Coyote