This is the last Calisthenic found at the end of part one in the Writing Poetry book. I take an ordinary object and write different things about it, then jam it in a provided template. I found that this to be very helpful in approaching objects in new and different ways, unlocking a hidden language that relates to said object. Here is my finished poem about notebooks.
Notes for No One by Benjamin McClain
Weathered, but sturdy. Keeper
of whispered words.
Once, I used to write the truth in it, but that's no fun.
If we could, we'd live in the fantasy I've created. The world
doesn't stop for anyone, but memories may be rewound
through the tired and yellow pages.