(i) You with your nine lives love me to be beautiful let me paint you one picture born blue, hands gnarly the tell-tale signs are there I've washed my hair in years (ii) All points east ever since you announced it before the guru went away, we came from all directions listless as winter (iii) There's Spring nearby the year ahead it opens filled with a disappearance of distant trees of birds hopping two-legged their field empty, clogged with mud - raining again
- First lines of first poem of the month 2022
- the unhitched hiker
- In the shadow of Spring
- Phantasmagoria
- Would it were so
- Five answers to Neruda
- Brouhaha
- where they once lived
- A private world
- Twin trails
- Paging, Mother
- First lines of more January poems 2022
- the unhitched hiker
- word jazz
- Gone
- Trappings
- chrysalis
- In Recovery
- pet talk
- hewing out some Hughes
For my MTB prompt Finding It First we’re composing a ‘Found’ poem of very first lines of poetry from our own first poem of the month Jan-Dec 2022. If we did not post a poem every month, then we choose first lines from the rest of January 2022 poems. 12 is the mandatory minimum, more is optional. No additions are permitted other than tense, preposition or conjunction, and enjambment for added flow and sense. Date order is not required. The title of this poem is taken from a 1st line of my “Two Takes on Thesaurus“
Oh… love how you divided it up into sections acting as separate poems. They are coming together a bit like the different perspectives of a cubistic painting.
thank-you for seeing some cubism here – it fits the more abstract style of these found poems
I love this form, Laura, and the way your ‘found’ lines flow. I especially love the third stanza.
glad you enjoyed this form – its rather like a jigsaw without a picture to follow!
This is simply marvelous work done, Laura! 😍 I admire; “There’s Spring nearby… the year ahead it opens filled with a disappearance of distant trees. Thank you for the lovely prompt! 💜💜
ahh thank you Sanaa – I could tell you loved finding yours!
I admire the formatting of the poem in 3 parts, each with a theme. Last stanza speaks to me of the spring’s arrival, birds, muddy field and rain. Thank you for the creative writing challenge Laura.
thank you for all your appreciation Grace –
Nice one Laura.
Thanks for dropping by my blog
Much❤lovr
I had to and it was a pleasure!
Very nicely done. This has been an interesting challenge!
indeed – a lot of fun in the finding
So far I’ve liked everyone’s ending best, and that’s true here. The third stanza is just about perfect. (K)
thank you K – the third stanza blends best though I like the more abstract brush strokes too in patchwork poetry
It does make you see your words in a different way.
rather like a zen koan?!
Indeed–I remarked as much to Lisa.
Three excellent poems Laura. The first two felt mystical, while the third, melancholy.
wonderful. 🙂✌🏼
many thank Rob – that’s a good description of me 😉
I pictured someone staring out the window in the third stanza. I really enjoyed this challenge Laura. It produced some interesting poetry ☺️
I like your imagination on reading this Christine
wow… I can’t believe how well this flows.
many thanks!
That really works. I love the idea of washing your hair in years – that must be why the colour is washing right out of mine. 🙂
got it in one go!
Thanks so much. 🙂
These each make sense. I especially like the 2nd one.
me too 😉
All the verses are so evocative, and I appreciated the little breaks for reflection after each section. The second section was my favorite! 👏👏
thank you Tricia – evocative a good word given the title and the fact that words sometimes resonate before understanding
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“Before the guru went away, we came
from all directions, listless as winter.”
“a disappearance of distant trees
of birds hopping two- legged,
their field empty.”
These passages appear as the most evocative to me.
thank you
Beautifully done! I read these as three separate entities….and would NEVER guess this was found poetry. I love each one! 🙂
many thanks Lillian for such appreciation