Tag Archives: Found Poetry

BOOK SPINE POETRY (FOUND)

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BOOK SPINE POETRY (FOUND)

Book Spine Poetry is finding some book titles, putting them in some kind of order, and see if it makes sense! 🙂  Here’s a couple I did today.

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Lost in the Amazon

Time on My Hands

I’m Down

Waiting

Where the Boys Are

Voluntary Madness

but enough about me

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I’m Looking Through You

You Don’t Look Like Anyone I Know

I’m a Stranger Here Myself

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CONJURING THE WORDS

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Today’s assignment from Daily Post, Writing 201: Poetry, was to use found poetry, a landscape, and enumeratio. Found poetry are words found in other places, such as books, magazines, magnetic poetry tiles, or anywhere. You put them together to form your own poem. Enumeratio is a listing of several ideas, or things. I had trouble finding words in other places…well, I found words, but then tried to take a picture of them, which didn’t work…they wouldn’t show up in the picture very good. So, instead, here’s a picture I took of a beautiful sunrise, a while back.

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CONJURING THE WORDS

Topsy-turvy…upside-down…

Stand in the air…look up at the ground…

Forests, mountains, sand, and sea,

All I see is magic to me.

Stars, planets, sun, and moon…

Morning, evening, night, and noon…

Ever changing, dark to light,

I live in such a wondrous sight.

Up into the stratosphere,

It’s aura far, yet still so near.

Hard as ice, or soft summer breeze,

Give me more of all that, please.

I found the words inside my brain…

The horde in there, does cause such pain.

I conjure them up, to write them down…

Now, I can smile instead of frown.

Yes, you know not what I mean,

To live and breathe a waking dream.

So beautiful, it makes me cry…

My landscape is of course…the sky.

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OCTPOWRIMO…POEM # 20

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OctPoWriMo…October Poetry Writing Month… http://octpowrimo.com

POEM # 20

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This is a form of poetry called black-out, or found poetry. Take a page from any book, pick random words to use in your poem, blacking out the rest of the page. This one is taken from the book “Urban Legends” by Richard Roeper, page149. 

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TONIGHT

Hypnotic and driven,

The echo generated a dramatic mood.

I feel the coming crescendo…

Perfect for haunting, tonight.

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