Showing posts with label found text poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label found text poems. Show all posts

Monday, January 3, 2011

Welcome to 2011!

Hi Folks...regular readers and those who happen to stop by here on occasion. I just want to let you know that I'll begin posting found text poems once a week, rather than on a daily basis.  I'm planning to change things up a bit and hope to have these new found text poems become small pieces of art that will be posted here on Wednesdays, but also available at my Etsy shop Missouri Bend Studio.  I began this blog a year ago and have enjoyed this daily ritual of making the found text poem and posting it here, but since then my etsy shop and my life surrounding the promotion of it has gotten quite busy, so it is necessary for me to scale back a bit.

Please be sure to visit my other blog MissouriBendStudio where I'll have a daily posting!  Until Wednesday then, here's a view of the chaos on the desk where these poems are given their life....I'm about to go down and clean it up in preparation for a new way of working!  Thanks so much for your support and comments during this last year as I made a transition to a new kind of life.  Best wishes to all those who stop by for a joyful and prosperous year!

Monday, April 12, 2010

in a sudden thirst for unfamiliar (April 12, 2010)

in a sudden thirst
for unfamiliar,
bundle of a mass of twigs
sneak through cracks
weaving warm and quiet
with pleasure and surprise
find further pinpoints of
a blinding vivid blue
keep it smiling
loosely lightly
watching waiting
until the beginning
last moment

Friday, April 9, 2010

We have taken different roads (April 9, 2010)

we have taken different roads
and our shadows left no trace
when we journey
quietly along and face to face
until the last and lingered gates
will you wait here first along
at last together.
all that you desire is waiting
and within.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Live by hope (April 8, 2010)

live by hope
beyond the window.
be curious about anything
and watch
silent
reverent
changed
I am only a name.
and still
the glimpse into
this private moment
I believe I have
never seen a maze
so winding

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

I loved the pure air (April 7, 2010)

I loved the pure air
the wilderness of not talk.
Sliding across smooth stones,
on either side a rushing torrent
the shadows lifted
The sound came
and paused again,
a little cry of caught from fallen
so soon.
the silver morning rising
seized by that wondering what
I could have wept

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

I wish to return to wander (April 6, 2010)

I wish to return
to wander
how deeply beloved
This slower tempo,
a plaintive whisper
unmoving lips.
it might have been
The light in the room
the tale is a long unfolded
my thoughts burning captive,
glowing wise.
I am only nothing more
And hoping to begin

Monday, April 5, 2010

What of the gently twisting candles (April 5, 2010)

What of the gently
twisting candles,
fantastic in the night
the light a Yawning silence,
like Solitude
down the hollow corridors,
I will wait, alone,
on the long winding stairway
until the last lonely night
is made helpless
by the dawn.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

I followed further around (April 4, 2010)

I followed further around
and suddenly smiled
the spectacle of raspberries
and a bright blue door.
respond to finding
go and tell
soon this deeply golden
once
is as endless lost.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

I left puzzled (April 3, 2010)

I left puzzled
the scent of something,
swept past.
scarlet geraniums
curiously bright
in the gray light of dawn

Friday, April 2, 2010

strange how the forest (April 2, 2010)

strange how the forest
was shimmering with silence
and all things spirit
the shadow across the age
stood waiting.
whitened with apprehension.
Then an echo, the color red
It turned out to be fire

Thursday, April 1, 2010

before dawn (April 1, 2010)

before dawn,
this very delicately day
by instinct fell
nearby still, and fresh.
reassuringly familiar,
leaves were limping
losing color,
I gave thought an emptying
then dropped to a resting place
until the sun became
a huge enormous

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

eyes closed try faint whispers (March 31, 2010)

eyes closed
try faint whispers
outspread wings;
all the way.
grow forever more unknown,
against a dreaming,
made of lace
with great lifting
a slight darkness
time curled around
toward the waiting
until morning.
then silence--
going home.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

all the shadowed descendants (March 30, 2010)

all the shadowed descendants.
appearing silently in their moment
stretched out unceasing
flowing through the jaded night,
My fears in slow smooth lunges.
Without comprehension
I am a small pebble on the bare floor.
against the blue.

Monday, March 29, 2010

that sudden sense (March 29, 2010)

that sudden sense
nighttime in the gardens
branches overhead,
the white walls against
blossoms drifted
a lost loveliness
the shade of violets,
time encircling close
against the candlelight.
I bear a name without a name,
the last to gaze
the freedom to wonder

Sunday, March 28, 2010

The narrow path is glistening (March 28, 2010)

the narrow path is glistening
inside the twitch of coiled blue,
I remember now to take a stone
greet the lost, the disappeared
everything darker ever dreamed
the sound of Nothing
falling into place

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Opening a parcel (March 27, 2010)

opening a parcel
Perhaps comes
out some milk,
contents settling
tossed a coin
some paradoxically
meandered tangled
never separate
But you must

Friday, March 26, 2010

Such a light hovered (March 26, 2010)

such a light hovered
in the evening,
leaving no trace
but I remember
I looked with wonder up
trembling with gladness.
it was a crystal nightfall,
silent

Surprise, the door swung open (March 25, 2010)

surprise, the door swung open.
think of one quite quick pleasure,
of perfection
as long as we can account for
this split second of being
curved around
piled into the past before
recognition Is enough;
there Is no empty bowl
careful to close the door

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

The late afternoon absorbed the quiet (March 24, 2010)

The late afternoon
absorbed the quiet,
filled now with Some
could be imagined.
this frivolous impetus
to chase turned off
like running hoofs across
It is in hand
the right to dwell

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Dry roots along the scattering ground (March 23, 2010)

dry roots along the
scattering ground
There is something remembered
accompanying me,
What is a hollow oblivion.
Watch don't fall into the trap.
with so little hope will
longing lend the lace reinforcements
I left a letter
addressed to the picturesque
Tomorrow A meeting of the mind.
I tell you, I am
forever by your side.