Sunday’s writing
Computer screens & keyboards
Pen & ink
Paper & pencil
A much better combination

Some say
Not really until you
Add a folded paper napkin
Vanilla latte at your table

Doodles & scribbles
Art bobbles
Stretching your mind

Thinking out loud
Restating a thought
That used to be connected
But now has flown to the north
Where dark storm clouds roam

Tis I
Who tries to remember
Just what it was
How I to phrased it
How I strung the pearls
Of my words together

Then just as easily
I begin to write again

You see
Writing is a process
One that looks you directly
In the eye
As if to say
Oh, you think you can?
Not without a paper napkin!