Ghost Writer

gutter savant

a fallen pen

is worth a bend

it changes what’s created,

a verse rehearsed

not best, nor worst,

but found will permeate it,
you’ll write afresh

and see anew

two quick collaborators,

a view now meshed

and quest unbound,

through script will be dictated,

so next time chance

a glancing scan,

from path you wend past grated

—guttered curbs

in towns and burbs,

since blurb might be awaiting,

in form of pen

misplaced by men,

or women as they gaited

where you now tread

unwrit, unread

and consequently fated

to blend and flow

from melded souls,

if only designated


would bend & try

to channel lost translators…

 ©Karen Robiscoe

(Inspired by a pen found in passing as I finished up a run 🙂 )

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I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

3 Responses to “Ghost Writer”

  1. Boom. Done. You insipred me! The next pen I find on the ground will write a verse!

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