I must confess I have an addiction. If you know me at all, you may know immediately my weakness. It began about thirty years ago when I discovered the joy of paper stores in Hungary. I had never seen a store dedicated solely to all things paper before my first trip in 1994. Not only did the paper stores in Hungary have all kinds of paper, they also had stickers and notebooks and pens—all different kinds of pens. The moment I walked into my first paper store I was hooked.
The prompt for today was to write my own ode celebrating an everyday object. I chose my favorite pens—Staedtler Tripus Fine Point. I am IN LOVE with these pens as you will see from my poem.
What is your secret (or not so secret) addiction?
ode to my german loves:
staedtler triplus
you
my darlings
fill my senses
with color;
the rich repertoire
of line and design
never confine
me to the ordinary.
and contrary
to popular belief, I am
fulfilled by change
and the ability to rearrange
with a simple stroke.
I wish all of life
were as simple as
you
my darlings
inspire
you light my heart on fire
and cause my desire to burn
hot and thick with love for
you
my darlings
infuse
creativity so rich I lose
all sense of time in your hues;
oh
you you you
my darlings
bring beauty
subtle and fine
and change my duty
into exquisite pleasure
at the mere scent of
you
my darlings
transform
this beige world
into a landofrainbowcolor.
oh oh OH...
you.
—cjpjordan