New Notebook (a poem)

New Notebook
Written March 3rd, 2011

I hold in my hands

The prettiest notebook

I ever did see

My mind racing with plans

Of things to write that will be worthy

I write my name

All fancy-like inside

With my special quill and ink

An hour later though; it remains the same

No ideas good enough to confide

I do not wish to disgrace

Its pretty unlined pages

100% recycled and so perfectly clean

So I place it on the shelf with a disheartened face

My name the only writing yet to be seen

I walk to my desk instead

And select a simple spiral notebook

Cost me naught but a dollar

Nearly filled with thoughts from my head

I write without worry of shaming it; perhaps its worth I mistook