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Inflated descriptions by the pen or exaggerated illustrations by the pencil.

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Ode to Pencils

Pencil o pencil
What would i use to trace the stencil
Possibly crayon, marker, or a pen
Unfortunately they are back in the den
Could i use a pencil with color
They might be much taller
So thanks for the pencil to be born
It is easier to draw when there aren't torn
That is my ode
I hope you thought it flowed

poem by Kristi Miller
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Pencil Rain

The possible dream
Finale of seem
The moment that some call eternal that some call insane
Now helmets on each head awaiting the first lead
The pageant is named the pencil rain
The infantry stands
And holds out its hands
The marshals binoculars focus and skyward they train
Theyre searching the yonder blue
They look out for number two
The heraldry of the pencil rain
And now hear the roar that none can ignore
The thunderous clatter of splintering wood and lives that are claimed
And none who have witnessed all
Can think of a nobler cause than perishing in the pencil rain
The pencil rain
The pencil rain
The pencil rain

song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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A Number 2 Pencil

We used to use a number2 pencil
to write down words we knew.
Then we advanced to pen with ink
to write and when we were through
we'd look at what we wrote with pride
and lay the pen aside.
Now we e-mail people and chat.
Pencil and pen have died.

Kids still use a pencil in school
to practice penmanship.
But slowly as they leave that scene
they start to lose that grip.
They text each other with a frenzy.
It never seems to end.
They've lost touch with a number2 pencil
and rarely use a pen.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Camera vs, Pencil

Exactly same and true
Picture of objects wonderful
The magical instrument
Captures the real image

But real things become still
Logics, camera can't fill
Images, camera only captures
Pencil gives birth to a picture

The sketches drawn by pencil
Speak and make you feel
Not only liveliness of the object
But compels one too, to interpret

Camera can't take image of soul
Pencil draws sketch of in and out
camera and pencil's combination
can fetch reality, feel and imagination

poem by S.D. Tiwari
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A computer does not substitute for judgment any more than a pencil substitutes for literacy. But writing without a pencil is no particular advantage.

quote by Robert McNamara
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Dead Shells

not at all times that we stay on the deep
portion of the river we get tired sometimes
our limbs soft and weary we long for a little rest
a place where there is only foam and bubbles
and the sand and pebbles touching our pelvic bones.

there. On the shallow waters we rest our weary souls.
No thoughts. Just descriptions.

No descriptions. Just silence.
No silence. Just a driftwood.

No feelings at all. Numb and dumb.
Dry leaf buried on the sound. Dead shells.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In the Lead

My pencil’s charged with poetry.
It can write verses fluidly
and inscribe them on the sheet
in rhyme and perfect metric feet.
It’s such a simple artefact
but filled with magic that’s a fact.
A pristine page is quite enough
to make my pencil do it’s stuff.
My pad, my pencil and my muse
can’t see a challenge and refuse
A blank page they can’t bear to see.
That why I’m writing poetry
I have a pad I have a pen
which forces me to write again.

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Red Pencil

Red Pencil
R ed pencil with magic flair
E nrichment while in school
D ancing red marks are everywhere
Red pencil; teachers’ tool
Red pencil marks, to make it right
I studied hard with all my might
Red pencil marks
Red pencil marks
I passed the test to my delight

P encil red is the teachers’ tool
E dified magic wand
N ebulous to the Golden Rule
C lassroom and teacher bond
I want to teach, want to be free
L ife as a teacher, that’s for me
I want to teach
I want to teach
Some day I’ll teach, Form Poetry

Red pencil, with magic flair
I studied hard in school
I’m now a teacher; answered prayer
Red pencil is my tool
I’m a teacher, I live my dream
Teaching poetry to the extreme
I’m a teacher
I’m a teacher
And my red pencil is supreme

Author Notes:

Acrostic Trijan Refrain

Trijan Refrain
The Trijan Refrain, created by Jan Turner, consists of three 9-line stanzas, for a total of 27 lines. Line 1 is the same in all three stanzas, although a variation of the form is not to repeat the same line at the beginning of each stanza. In other words, the beginning line of each stanza can be different. The first four syllables of line 5 in each stanza are repeated as the double-refrain for lines 7 and 8. The Trijan Refrain is a rhyming poem with a set meter and rhyme scheme as follows:

Rhyme scheme: a/b/a/b/c/c/d, d refrain of first 4 words of line five /c
Meter: 8/6/8/6/8/8/4,4 refrain/8
source: shadowpoetry.com

poem by Amera Andersen
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You draw beautifully with your pencil

You draw beautifully with your pencil,
sketches of almost any flower and plant,
things that are alive and some things that are dead

even a woman giving birth
on the beach.
You draw beautifully with your pencil

on a table are slices of bread
with a hungry dog on the other side;
things that are alive and some things that are dead,

there are children that are wasting away from starvation
and a woman’s hand with a wedding band.
You draw beautifully with your pencil,

a sounding level going down a well
being held by a strong male hand.
Things that are alive and some things that are dead,

you sketch and sometimes it’s any thing valuable;
even people in love on a tropical island
and you draw beautifully with your pencil
things that are alive and some things that are dead.

poem by Gert Strydom
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The Pencil

I finished my Homework
Late last night
Feeling sleepy,
Did not do it Right.

I threw My Pencil
Away from my desk,
Finishing my homework
For the sake of completing it.
I was sleepy
But I knew
Something happened…
I din-no
Whether the brain of
That wooden guy got awakened
But My PENCIL!
Just woke up
It looked a bit funny

It came near me,
Looking rather Angry
With its short weak legs
Ha! Ha! Ha!
But tripped on my scale…
I giggled…

It looked up at me,
VERY FURIOUS!
With a dirty look of revenge
Chased me all over

I ran to the bedroom
The pencil still chasing me..
I hid under the blanket
Stayed there for a while
And later peeped outside

I heard a strange noise,
Which tempted me to glance again
I looked up
To my amazement did I Discover
My PENCIL!
Ha! Ha! Ha!
He was snoring..

He was of course tired…
A long poem was it indeed

Shh! Now U!
NO NOISE!
You'd disturb him
He'd then wake up
And Jump on my nose…
His fierce face still threatens me..
Just finish the Poem
Move away
REAL QUIET

Aww..
Goodnight

poem by Rishi Kaashyap
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We may smile at these matters, but they are melancholy illustrations.

quote by Joseph Howe
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No man with a conscience can just bat out illustrations. He's got to put all his talent and feeling into them!

quote by Norman Rockwell
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Camera pencil combination

Camera and pencil's combination
fetch reality, feel and imagination
The sketches drawn by pencil
speak and make you feel -

Not only liveliness of the object
but compels one too, to interpret.
The added message through sketch
is like you educate an illiterate.

poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Dreams are illustrations... from the book your soul is writing about you.

quote by Marsha Norman
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Drawing Pencil

If anybody is here to claim this
Drawing pencil please come forward.

I am not able to draw anything
In this pencil being obsessed.

If anybody is here to claim this
World please come forward.

I am unable to stay here still
In any position as commanded.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Tried and Tested

My pencil holds a multitude
of varied possiblities.
Which I accept with gratitude
I grasp the opportunities

To write my thoughts in black and white
on any subject that I choose.
Expressing sorrow or delight
enabling me to share my views

With other poets on the net.
Who also share their thoughts with me
although in fact we have not met.
The common bond is poetry.

I am old fashioned proud to use
The simplest of technology.
A pencil is the tool I choose
it helps my thoughts flow easily.

I don’t compose on my P.C.
Though I suppose I should learn to.
I’d rather scribble happily
in pencil as I usually do.

24/06/2009
http: //.blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Your Pencil

Sharpen your pencil and let me use it,
For the righteous works of some people are clearly evident;
But those thst are otherwise cannot be hidden.
Sharpen your pencil according to the promise of life,
And like a tree planted by the waters of love;
For the sins of others are ahead of them while,
The sins of others trail behind them.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Open a magazine from the 1930s and '40s and look at the illustrations in it. There's nobody alive that could touch the way they could draw back then.

quote by John Kricfalusi
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Calligraphic Script

Bought the Country Diary of an Edwardian Lady
unfortunately called Edith Holden, like any self-
respecting Hollywood director I wish to give her
a more pleasing name like Ernestine, Elizabeth
or Eileen, her painted illustrations are exquisite

This little fairy diary is a testament to my lack of
discernment, if I had realised the importance of
elegance and classic good taste, I would have
bought something covered in velvet and leather,
high-quality paper rough-grained and textured

I would have written with a calligraphy pen, an
artwork in itself – this roller pen lacks character
and grace; at least I can try to change my hand-
writing, as for illustrations – there is no hope, I
cannot master watercolours or flowers or birds

But from this page I shall write in small letters,
hoping it makes a difference…ah yes, it does
and oh, the drawings in the Edwardian diary
are pure perfection, I wish I could hang on
long enough to some of my own creations

To grace them with a calligraphic script and
keep them near me in a fairy book
such as this….

poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Accusations As To Who 'Sins

People love to use the Bible,
To use for descriptions...
As to point out those of us who are 'heathens',
With accusations as to who 'sins'.

But every symbolic symbol viewed,
Shows a group of men...
Enjoying themselves at a supper said,
To be their 'last'.

No one depicts them as 'homosexuals'.
Or the one woman who appears as a lesbian.
Since this would immediately label anyone,
As a 'blasphemous' attacker of their beliefs.