by Profe Steve
You might use a pencil Or a ten cent pen. Maybe even a chisel Or the talons of a hen.
The finest fancy papers Or a spiral three by five; To record poetic capers While the mood’s alive.
Computer or a tablet, A memo in your phone, Some other useful aplet Even a sharpened bone.
Write the words upon the sand As gently rolls the tide; Carve them into granite grand Where they’ll never hide.
Whatever chosen implement, You use to make your art, Simple or grandiloquent, Let it express your heart.