Tones Of Gray
Give me graphite
smooth writing
grey tones
which scrape pages
with pulsating
pleasure full
sound whispers
Those best heard
in the dead of night
by candlelight
reflecting off
dream visions
of grand possibility
Give me pink nubs
to rub-wash
that deemed
unworthy
gum litter
disposed of by
brush of hand
Give me sharpener
not cheap nor
ramshackle
but that whose
blades deft sureness
curls the grain
bringing wafts of
virgin wood scent and
exposing point of tip
to thoughts
Give me reams
of paper
on which to pull
points across
with swoops and whirls
as though within
a graceful
word ballet
Give me candle flicker
surrounded by
soft stillness
so I may hear
the whispers
of muse
and deliver
the tones
of her brushstrokes
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Tracie Skarbo was raised in
Vancouver Island, Canada, and lives there presently with her family.
