
Monday comes so soon
moons were so full this weekend
bring light to darkness
or bring darkness to the light
shadows may know all the truths

Monday comes so soon
moons were so full this weekend
bring light to darkness
or bring darkness to the light
shadows may know all the truths
This morning, I was in a coffee shop and worked on a Blackout Poem. This is where you take an article in perhaps a newspaper and create a poem from the words, blacking out what you don’t wish to use. You can get more details here:
Writer’s Digest on Erasure and Blackout Poems
I picked up one of my favorite reads, Indy Week, and found several interesting articles about the different arts events coming up for the Fall. I kept this copy due to so many wonderful things coming up in the Triangle. (That Raleigh, Durham and Chapel Hill NC for those who wouldn’t know what I mean).
Here’s what I came up with:

Looking at this, I decided to develop it into a more complete poem:
separate thinking
although different styles play
we all want something
Okay, it’s a senryu from the blackout poetry.
That’s what I have for this day 🙂
Here’s my space for working this morning:

creeping in my dreams
pulling at my sleep it comes
telling me it’s done
better than that this is true
my imagination wins

walking the lost trail
purple enhancements caused smiles
life in such sweet blooms
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