Challenge
Sometimes I sit to write and words just flow. It's almost as if my pen has a mind of its own. We all know that isn't true...but what if it were? Imagine you sit down to write and your pen takes over. Write a scenario of an out of control pen. What would your pen write without you in control? Go anywhere you would like with this! Poem or prose! I will do one too! Tag me!
I Was Given A Day To Write What I Pleased
I had this shining
vision of The Great American
Novel, but then I became jittery,
giddy, and perhaps a bit spastic,
so many places to go and only
a day's space to do it
If she doesn't
change
her mind.
As she
is prone to do
in a single
eye's blink.
Freedom drives
me crazy, a time limit
freezes me up, I have
momentary images
of character defamation
no, wait,
that cannot
be right
I think I am
spoiling this journey
before it has even begun
because
when the truth
must be revealed
I am too much
like her
to ever be
anything different
and anything
I dare to write
will have her
written
all over .
Love and complete nonsense,
Phynne's Ridiculously Guileless Pen