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Traces
A quill, a brush
Dipped in black liquid
The scratching sounds against paper
Up, down, curves, loops
Precise or random strokes
Where do you take me?
Light, heavy, trembling or steady?
I am a prism of colors.
I give life to your voice
I manifest your words
I breathe your thoughts
I make your soul visible
I leave your legacy.
Erasable or indelible ink
With odorless, fragrant, or pungent fumes,
I am subtle and bold
Clean and blotched;
Although my crispness might fade
I am a dip, a press away
To be the extension
Of the eternal you.
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by Ladymermaid
I've been playing on the computer too long I think
As I look down
At my granddaughter and her pen
With its beautiful dark blue
by etrnhrzn
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A quill, a brush
Dipped in black liquid
The scratching sounds against paper
Up, down, curves, loops
Precise or random strokes
Where
The needle scratches
And etches my skin
As the blackness flows
To fill each line
The outlines completed
Next come the cobalt blue
Emerald
by April Self
I shook my pen until I found,
black ink on my face and all around.
Ink dripping down my nose and cheek,
I didn't know my pen
Ink is cool
We use it to print
All our stories
It is used
For making tatoos
Ink as many
Different purposes it can
Be used for
Mostly
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