The Glorious Notebook Collection
Millions of fucking notebooks on a plank
I have some fierce determination to thank
and in frankness, money I’ve saved in the bank.
An empty canvas’s potential to be filled
Met with a pen, pencil, waiting to be willed
By natural thrill of what the mind can build.
Another one home now to add to the pile
Beguiled by wild intrigue, by diction and style
A sly smile, take one with wine, sit for a while.
This poem [composing three stornellos] is in response to Poetry Writing Prompts: Week Forty [Prompt 3: notebook] by Chelsea Marie.
Hi, I’m Spooky Bambina, writing as Spooky Bee Jones. Call me Spooky™. Did you enjoy this writing? Share with me your thoughts in the comments below. Thanks for reading, cool cats!
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