GinNie Tanner Smith
The Point Is - Poem by GinNie Tanner Smith
The Point Is
Gin-Nie Tanner Smith, August 6,2009, Copy Right 2009
I love simple wooden pencils.
The organic feel of it in my fingers,
The tenuous gliding across crisp paper,
The rhythmic, soft scratch as words are formed,
The grain of the wood from which the graphite resides,
The sharp point kept on my instrument of communication,
Seven inches of power enables manifestation of thought,
By written language or non-textual expression,
Poetry, prose, music, reflections of the soul,
Anger, passion, malaise, joy, confusion,
The point found in subtle gray tones,
From a simple wooden pencil.
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