i didn't really have a type of
poetry that i actively stay away from
although i tend to be drawn
to darker, shorter, terse words.
so i opted on doing
found
poetry instead
which means that
i opened a book i normally
keep lists in
and found this poem,
these words,
making me wonder
what i was doing at that time,
what struggle was i facing...
so...today's found poetry:
i feel sad today
irrefutably sad
sad like you find on
cereal box tops
collect me send me in i'm your prize
sad
while waiting for you
to speak
to me...
bad backwards driver
red tinged anger
my last line of defense
of explanation
of why
a plaintive
"well?"
before the silence
began.
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7 comments:
I'm glad you found it to share..did you remember why you wrote it..:)thanks..m
madd: i did remember actually...i am a thirty six year old mom without a driver's license and this was written after a stressful "backing up" experience with my husband teaching...
heh.
The partnership of sadness and anger rings very true here.
I only recently "found" a taste for found poetry- began when I heard Paul Farley read a found poem which was his dentist's description of the condition of each of his teeth. (from the book ICE AGE).This is nice, thanks.
That's so funny, because I wasn't reading the line "bad backwards driver" literally at all. I love the line about cereal box tops - a wonderfully specific sort of sad. Thank you for sharing your finding!
I like this poem, gkgirl! But then I always like your poems (I really do!).
The explanation of what was going on when you wrote it was really interesting because, like twilightspider, I was taking "bad backwards driver" metaphorically instead of literally, but I think it works either way, yes?
I totally get that kind of sadnes. What an awesome analogy.
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