POETRY
Confessions of a Scribbler
Paper Poetry Prompt#2

Sometimes it’s simply the writer’s plight to be away from home with no way to write
I try to always be ready with a pen, but paper soon fills with words and disappears like a vapor
Paper napkins and envelope shreds have birthed words from my deepest depths
Leaves of a tree not yet made into paper have been makeshift canvases found in nature
To fulfill our passion, writers have always found a way to quill our words and pen what we long to say

Introduction
Technically a “Scribbler” is someone who writes for a living. My creative usage here refers simply to someone who scribbles. There are two primary reasons I became what I refer to as a scribbler. One reason was out of necessity. I simply needed to record ideas and poems before they evaporated into thin air. The other reason is because I rely on typing my poems. The result of typing instead of handwriting: Poor handwriting, or scribbling.
Scribbling to Attempt to Write
I’ll just say it. My name is Mia Verita, and I’m a scribbler. I don’t know if any twelve-step plan can help me. I’m a nurse who has written in shorthand for over 20 years. The Medical Field has an abbreviation for everything! I confess I’ve found myself using these abbreviations in my handwritten poetry. I’m not lazy…I tell myself, or as I would normally write: Me ≠ Lazy.
Sometimes I’m so inspired and the words flow through my mind faster than I can write them. In these instances, shorthand is acceptable. However, as a scribbler addict, I admit I can do better.
I make excuses to cover my habit. I tell myself, “Self, you have rheumatoid arthritis and it hurts to write.” Yet I know this isn’t entirely true. Yes, it does hurt to write, but that’s simply because I no longer hand write my poetry. I type it. My writing has become sloppy and scribbled because I’m out of practice.
This is why I was so excited to learn about this publication for Paper Poetry! Perhaps there’s hope for me yet. This was just the encouragement I needed to begin hand writing again. I had forgotten how much I enjoyed it and how good the pen and paper felt against my fingers. It has become a lost art with my reliance on computers. I want to recapture my enjoyment of the art of hand writing again.
Scribbling to Capture the Words
I can’t count the number of times I’ve been inspired to write when I was away from proper writing materials or short on time. Some of my deepest poetry was originally scribbled onto whatever material I had available at the moment.
One time I was writing in a wooded area and ran out of paper. I still had ink in my pen. I didn’t want to lose the flow of ideas or to leave prematurely, so I grabbed a leaf off the ground and proceeded to complete my poem. After all, trees are used to make paper. I simply skipped some steps in that process!
I’ve also scribbled lines of poetry on paper napkins and old envelopes. I’ve been known to pull off into a parking lot while driving simply so I could quickly jot down an inspirational thought for a poem!
Writing is a great passion of mine, so I find ways to capture the words before they take wings and fly away from my memory. Sometimes I have to grab those words and throw them onto the paper in the form of scribbling!
Many of my poems were born on makeshift paper from whatever I could find. Later I would decipher the code of my scribbled mess, which barely resembled anything readable. Then I would expound upon those words and develop greater ideas from them. A good pen name for me would’ve been “The Scribbler.”
My primary message here is that writers always find a way to chase our passion!
Thank you Suntonu Bhadra for this excellent and unique publication and for giving this article and poem a home. Paper Poetry Prompt #2: Scribble
Mia Verita is a poet with a passion for writing. She is also a nurse skilled in the art of the interpretation of messy scribbling so often seen in the medical profession.






