In search of the Quill

Today I write with a pen so precise
there is no room for it to play

but there was a time with the quill in my hand
when my imagination had a say

its scratchy sharp nib
that thoughtful inky dip

a splatter, a sigh
its inky trail I let fly

I blotted and plotted
thoughts filled and knotted

not held down by blue
I dipped in colours of all hue

each letter a masterpiece
only me it had to please

when did I put that quill away
a momentary lapse, a forgotten day

today I remembered when I saw the white
it stared back at me so bright

its time to open up that dusty box
clean the quill and fill the pot

back to the start
to write with my heart.

Jane Meme 27/8/13


5 responses to “In search of the Quill

  1. Chetna

    March 28, 2013 at 5:49 am

    hi dear…beautiful poem……superbly written 🙂

  2. dreamyyypixie

    April 9, 2013 at 2:11 pm

    *sigh* please…….u hv to become a published author! I will buy all ur books! U write super duper fantabulously!

    • janememe

      April 9, 2013 at 7:12 pm

      Reallyyyyyyyyyyyyyy wowow! Laddos for you babes ;)) I am trying babes. Hopefully one day I will be published. Crossed fingers n toes ;)) Thanks a million!


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