Blue Jeans (With a Pen In My Hand)

Clean, clear pages

filled with endless

words.

My blue jeans sit on

the grass, me in them.

Watch the world

pass by.

Clean, crisp smells

of fresh, untainted

paper lie before me.

With a pen in my

hand I'm ready

to go.

 

Grab my jacket

and I'm out the door.

I ride my bike away

from life and to it.

Nothing better than

hot chocolate on a

cold autumn day.

My blue jeans run

over the ground.

They're old and

worn and frayed

but damn reliable

on adventures.

My best friend and

my lover, they hug

me tightly. They don't

ever want to let go.

 

My apartment smells

of cinnamon,

the library of ancient

friends.

Running my fingertips

over the titles. I feel

the words, I taste

them in my mouth

as I read aloud.

With a pen in my hand,

I write words,

old and new.

Spell out my fate,

I seal it.

Nobody steals it.

 

Another adventure to be

had, and the adrenaline

rushes in me.

It has no name,

this feeling. It's all

the same. My thoughts

on paper smell like

relatives come to greet

me. I say welcome

warmly.

Nobody takes this away

from me.

Blue jeans, hot chocolate,

some paper, a pen...

that's all I need to live.

 

Another adventure to be

had, and I live life

through to full.

My blue jeans love me;

my pen flows words

from this trembling

hand of mine.

Sneakers of mine are

new, just getting

accustomed to my feet.

All of this is so nice

I don't know what

I'd do.

Paper and a pen, I

write to the heart's

content. It feels nice,

everything.

 

Blue jeans, hot chocolate,

some paper, a pen...

that's all I need to live.

'Cause there's nothing

better than this.

Author's Note

There's nothing better in the world than just sitting down and writing for no reason at all. :3

Reviews

[Blue Moon Ice Cream]

Beautiful and simple. This was a joy to read and it made me feel warm and cheerful.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

I have to agree with this poem.......let me be barefooted in shorts with Pepsi Max and writing materials and I am in this heaven too. I also love the way your describe our friends (books) exquisite. Wonderful piece E.V.!