Monday, December 11, 2017

The Amazing Race

A "found" poem, where you take a text and cross out the words you don't want.

A "found" poem, as inspired by Beth Overmyer,
Your race
absolute time
will receive questions, maps, timetables and vouchers
Each Master
answer digital money
points for speed
collecting evidence
danger decide
danger absolute
abandon emergency
The deadline is each minute
absolute sight
You may travel.
Otherwise you must walk.
Your clock stops at the finish line.
There, you warm
beware life. fails
you will note
you lose
failure is deemed to be due to overuse

Sunday, December 10, 2017

Waiting for Rain


When night comes, the Moon
Swollen heavy with the day's heat
Glows a balloon of gold
In its blue velvet jewellery box
While we toss and sweat
When will the rains come?
Whispered into our damp pillows