"An Ordinary Pen", a poem from 2009

A poem that I wrote to make people think about life and death, and simplicity.
This was a non-exclusive for National Poetry month, I wrote this in April of 2009



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An Ordinary Pen

We were walking past the Den,
when I happened to see the pen.

 

 

 

Just and ordinary pen.
Lying there all alone, who knew it had written the end.

An ordinary pen lying on a desk.
Mindless, and mundane, having no request.

A silence soon invaded our thoughts, as we glanced at the pen...
Who knew this pen would signal the end.

 

 

 

Walking fast, what do I see?
The first page, lying tossed and torn, was it not meant to be?

 

 

The pen so silent now lay on the desk, mocking.
We had signed our names, we had exchanged a ring.

But now the same pen would have the final say.
Soon our memories will be lost in the twilight of yesterday.

 

 

 

Love could only hold so long.
Death came so sudden, it would always seem so wrong.

Married fifty odd years.
Who could know that an ordinary pen would finalize all our fears.

You are gone, a memory too soon. Who could know?
We lived, we loved, we laughed, and now we must go.

 

 

 

You have already passed through the door to eternity.
My mind wanders yet again, as though you were here. Perhaps I need a cup of tea.

A pen, an ordinary pen.
We signed a paper to marry, we signed a birth certificate, a mortgage,and many other things.

Now it is truly the end.
For today a funeral bill was signed with an ordinary pen.