Setting the scene: Poetry Forum gathering, members chatting, writing, sharing, collaborating...I decide to listen and record whatever snippets catch my attention....words, phrases, exclamations, ruminations....one hour and 4 pages later I have my raw data, my Found Words to shape, collate, mould and create, literally from out of thin air! From breath to speech to page to poetry....Found! Here are some of the resulting poems:
Perfect Date
*****
If I wasn't so repressed
stoned and pissed
highbrow literate
anally retentive
sort of "done it all" player
and if you didn't know.....
it could just finish up all right!
Haiku
****
cracked, my good fortune!
scorched bones purple black and bleached
just an empty shell
*
textured living thing
animated bits of skin
beautiful people
*
muso gypsies drunk
on cups of tea and solace
all their hair-ness cool
Not Haiku
*****
unused to massive appreciation
tattooist
completely dyed
left buttock
peroxide blonde.
And why not!
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