Written for The Director's "Blue Ink" screenplay seed back in January.
Blue Ink
There’s a smudge of ink upon the page
A dot of blue on the writer’s stage
There’s a plant tucked nearby, sage
Still vivid though faded with age
The ink is blue, deep and cool
Seeping through both line and rule
Indelible, permanent the ink pool
A writer’s everlasting tool
Once penned, everlasting
Once written, ever clasping
Blue ink cannot be undone
None can erase, not one
For blue ink is forever
And it fades, never
What will you pen?
For it cannot be taken back again.
Waaah! It still gives me shivers.... and hey, if I happen to get a genius idea, can I still write a script for this?? It's such a chilling, awesome poem.......
ReplyDeleteOf course! Just don't be surprised if one day you happen to read it in a book :P
DeleteI like it! Very well done - the last two lines sound so eerie, like some sort of cryptic warning ... *is a fantasy nerd, and will shut up now* xD
ReplyDelete*is a fantasy nerd too* No worries! :P
ReplyDeleteOoh, that's good! Nay, excellent!
ReplyDeleteDo you mind if I use this in a compilation of poetry I'm putting together? (I'll say that you wrote it, of course)
Hey, Pathfinder! What sort of compilation are you talking about? Would it be for your personal use? Or something bigger? Let me know!
DeleteExcellent work. :)
ReplyDeleteOh, it's just for personal use. Nothing's being published or anything, if that's what you're wondering.
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