Poems on the topic: pencil

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Snow Globe

Bits of white suspended in solution swirled past the window after every upheaval. I found a pencil with a blessing on the side & decided to start a list of everywhere I’d been. I filled three notebooks just with the hiding places in my parents’ house. At this rate, I realized, the pencil would be gone before I made it halfway to the street. Under my hat my hair continued to grow. The pilot light burned like an insomniac in the back of the oven.

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Richard Krech

Re-Entry

I get the feeling that he's very high. I get the feeling that he's coming down slowly. I see him float into the forest. His study surrounds him. I see clear pine trees pierce his glass-like palace. His form bent over a manuscript; his mind. bent over a pencil. I hear the parachute but never see it fall.

Charles W. Bailey

The Bureaucrats

They are pencils, starting sharp, ground down each day between grey file cabinets, never knowing the hand that writes with their numb bodies slowly as the hour hand goes by.

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