Ink Stains

I love to blot that clean white page
I love to jot strong words in ink
I’m lost for thoughts so I doodle the corner
When I’m lost for words, I pace and think

If I have too many thoughts, I walk long
When I’m too happy I take my family
An idea on the tip of my noggin’?
I sit with blank paper and jot frantically

Scratch by pencil at the golf course
Borrow a pen at the coffee house
Finger draw on a dirty truck by force
Clickety-clack with a keyboard and mouse

Anywhere I’m at, I might get an idea
Brushing teeth or on shopping spree
I just joke, I shop online you see
Don’t take me from my board with keys!

I could be out galloping on my unicorn
Or on my hover board, or floating in space
Or watching my golden sheep get shorn
Or racing, by hand walking the steeplechase

But wherever I’m at, you’ll see me wonder
You’ll see me and think, “What’s he imagining?”
With my head in the clouds, I’m prone to blunder
But don’t be afraid to ask, “What’s happening?”

I’m happy to talk about my hopes and fears
I’ll always share the ink stains between ears

Copyright © 2020 by Matt Antis. Originally published in Poet’s Guild’s Poem-A-Day on December 24, 2020, by Ink Jot Kingdom.

Matt Antis

Matt Antis creates online as a freelance writer and novelist who formerly lived as a serial small-business entrepreneur. His life’s goal is to share knowledge, encourage, and challenge others through a coach-student relationship.

An unexpected deployment with the Army in 2009 halted his scholastic achievement, but! He learned the bulk of business in the proverbial trench elbow to elbow with a team of professionals who he is forever grateful for.

When he’s not being a husband, dad, shooting his bow or training parkour, you can find him teaching Sunday school, advising parkour gyms, writing for inkjotkingdom.com and his wife’s children’s book website, whitneyantis.com.

https://inkjotkingdom.com
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