The pen flew up in the air
A pencil followed next
the stapler did a little jig
across the writing desk
The ruler stomped his wooden feet
A window opened wide
Then all the pretty writing paper
rose up and blew outside
The writer sat and pondered
What will I write of next?
With all this chaos going on
here on my writing desk
Australian Children’s Poetry 
Brilliant!!
Thanks Jeanie for this glimpse into an unruly desk – does your desk truly get messy when you write? I prefer to write on scruffy pieces of recycled paper. If everything is too clean and tidy, the writing doesn’t happen!
Yes I have bits of paper. I’m trying to put them all together. This ideas pile. Thankyou for the feedback.