Pilot

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

This is a poem about my relationship with a simple tool of my trade.

 

 

 

Oh how I Love 

My pilot 

The way he glides across the page 

Leaving his mark on everything in his wake 

My pilot 

He is so fine 

He helps me unwind 

Find myself 

Hide from everyone else 

He never plays games 

Our thoughts are one and the same 

Insane ramblings 

 

Doodles 

Doodles everywhere 

 

I can write my name in every direction

 

 

 

 

 

 


Submitted: August 07, 2021

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DampKitten

You have a knack for punctuating your pieces with the perfect final line.
This whole thing could be viewed as metaphorical, though the simplicity of it lulls me into superficiality. Still, that final line wakes me out of my stupor.

Sun, August 8th, 2021 2:59pm

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Wow.!! Thanks so much!!I truly appreciate your compliments. It's hard to know if you are doing something right.

Sun, August 8th, 2021 8:47am

Tristan Biggs

This is beautiful. So descriptive.

Wed, August 11th, 2021 10:58pm

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