 |
| first page of my "black out" poem |
Moving quickly,
promising sloppy getaways
Weekend intensity
Morning heavy
The threat somewhere inside, within
The risk
More time to linger
Damage done
I don’t know
I didn’t know the cost
Falling and breaking
The most vulnerable parts
wore away,
washed out
Ruin
Washed out love
submitted for mindlovemisery, Prompt 7, Nonsense/Madness
This is my attempt at Dada poetry, taking random words and making a poem. I used a news article about recent storms and used the "black out" technique to leave only the words I wanted for the poem.
4 comments:
Oh wow this is really incredible you have said so much here that I can relate too. This is powerful and exceptionally done!
Love is madness...It make little sense at times when it is making sense. You handled it well!
It worked really well. The best use of a newspaper since fish & chips!
Well done Lolamouse - message received!
When sloppy - we are at our most vulnerable...
Anna :o]
Post a Comment