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Thursday, August 16, 2012

Poem Exercise - Random Words

So, one of the poem exercises I mentioned a while ago.
This was inspired by the book Poemcrazy. Not an exact activity she mentioned, but one I pieced together from what I read.

Go somewhere interesting. Look around. Start writing words and short phrases describing what you see, smell, hear, and feel. Emotions, colors, ex.
When you have a decent-sized list, take all of your words and phrases and turn them into a poem. It can be completely nonsensical. Or maybe they actually form their own story.
My poem started out as nonsensical, but as I finished the first draft, I realized that it had a certain feel to it. It took me far too long to re-write it with that theme though.

I made my list as Dad and I were driving around town. Here's a list of the words I used in their original order (but you have to make your own list!)

Wrought-iron willows
Loft leftily
Whirlpool
Toxic buds
Down a storm drain
Artistically uneven
Firework flowers
Unraveling caution tape
Tall facades
Video game posters
Small silver fish
Crouching cat
Birds behind bars
Chewed-up dog toys
Anxious
Elegant
Askew
Faded
Flaking Paint
Outdated stores
Crinkling wrappers
Teriyaki

And I got this:

Tall facades,
Adorned by videogame posters
Stand tall,
Hulking shoulder-to-shoulder
Flanking the road.

Askew, artistically uneven bricks,
Crinkling wrappers,
Teriyaki smell.
Toxic buds
And firework flowers
Crowding elegant, wrought-iron willows.
Anxious cats
Crouching behind glass,
Birds behind bars.

Faded flaking paint,
Outdated stores
Longing for people
Fearing frayed, unraveling caution tape.
Spiraling leaves on a breeze
Loft loftily.
Cast from the sky
Soggy layer on water surface
Clinging to discarded chewed-up dog toys
Whirlpooling,
Sucked down the storm drain.
Would small silver fish
Trapped in a bowl
Rather live among soggy leaves?
Their choice between confinement and filth.

I'm still probably the only one this makes sense too. Oh well. It doesn't need to tell a story. It's just images. That's the main point of this exercise.
If anyone does one, post it on the blog! After all, most people would rather write poems than read them (Or so I've heard).

Want another challenge? Can you keep your words and phrases in the order in which you first wrote them down? That will give you something even more nonsensical. But who ever said that poems had to make sense?

Fact of the Day: Many factories that deal with fish are along the water. Obviously, since it's convenient for the fishing boats to make their deliveries. When they discard old fish parts, it attracts sea birds who are eager for scraps. The fish oil that's dumped from the factories can cling to a bird and have exactly the same effect on the animal that an oil spill would. Not to mention birds can get fish skeletons stuck in their throats.

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