Brushing cobwebs from inkstone
Sol white-out blinds
Beneath bluebird there’s no sun
In garden dwells a human sage
Red blossoms dangle
Green cornstarch circle
Chipping brown-furred critters love to dig showy
Hazy honey texture
Spider weaves in picnic pavilion corner’s pink-red sunset
Canyon’s furry paw cups in golden light
Your gaze, your golden eye fringed
Packet says false indigo
Lines with links
Brushing cobwebs from inkstone
Sol white-out blinds
Beneath bluebird there’s no sun
In garden dwells a human sage
Red blossoms dangle
Green cornstarch circle
Chipping brown-furred critters love to dig showy
Hazy honey texture
Spider weaves in picnic pavilion corner’s pink-red sunset
Canyon’s furry paw cups in golden light
Your gaze, your golden eye fringed
Packet says false indigo
I decided to pick only first lines that have color in them. It made it more challenging in trying to make it make sense. It still feels cryptic. It was a challenging and fun exercise. I have some other lines non-color-dependent and may do another one. The title doesn’t have color in it, but it suggests someone writing the content of the poem.
Laura is today’s host for dVerse’ Meet the Bar. Laura says:
Poem Style:
• write a ‘Found’ poem from your own Jan-November 2023 poems
• write it as an 11 line list/catalog poem
OR
an 11 line verse poem (with or without stanzas)
Poem Structure:
• choose from one poem per month
• select ONLY the first line of the very first verse of your chosen poems
• select your title from the 12th month or any of the previous months’ first lines
• if you’ve posted less than one poem per month for Jan-Nov 2023 then choose a month where there is more than one to make up the 11
Poem Rules:
• your 11 lines can be written in any date order
• you must keep the original word order
• you may only change the tense or personal pronouns
• you may add a conjunction or a preposition for continuity
• minor erasure at start or end of the original line is allowed
• enjambment can be helpful
Suggestion: include links to your original 2023 poems in a separate column or paragraph
Comment: We are basically imparting new meaning to our borrowed text – the sense of it will inevitably be looser and lighter (as with the list poems above) but in these quasi-metrical lines our challenge is to find some poetry!
Tao Talk 
Nice 👌
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Thanks! :)
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I love it… and so great that there is a sage to brush off those cobwebs… to me it sounds like your garden is a place of healing.
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Bjorn, thanks so much. It took some time to pull the lines, decide on a plan of action, and try to have it make some kind of sense. Sounds like it did?
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I love the link between ‘brushing cobwebs from inkstone’ and ‘packet says false indigo’, Lisa, and the use of colour throughout your found poem.
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Thanks, Kim. As I went through the months, some of them had only 1 first line with a color in it, so it further restricted the choices. It’s a good exercise in seeing what words and colors get used more often than others.
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It is!
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Great composition Li
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Thank you! It was a workout and happy to be done with it ;)
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Yes I m sure must’ve taken a lot of time and effort
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Fantastic blend of color and imagery here, Lisa! I especially admire; “In garden dwells a human sage/Red blossoms dangle/Green cornstarch circle.” ❤️❤️
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Thank you, Sanaa <3
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Bravo Lisa and for giving yourself that extra bit of a challenge- actually I think the title does conjure how the poem makes the colours converge
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<3 Thank you, Laura. I'm going to try to do another one not so constricting.
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I like how thought and nature always intertwine in your words. (K)
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Kerfe, for me they are inextricable.
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Another stellar composition Lisa.
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Thank you, Randy :)
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I love that you included the colours, I think that is a nicely done feat, and the indigo bit at the end made me think of dying hair, and how some dyes have weird names.
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To me indigo has an exotic feel to it. Not sure if the poem makes sense but I like how it turned out.
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I especially love the canyon’s furry paw cupping the light. Delightful!
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:) I do too, and I like the poem it came from also. Thanks, Sherry!
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What great lines, Li❣️
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Thank you, Cindy <3
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Always, my friend💕
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That last stanza is just perfect Lisa,❤️ it took me ages sorting out my poems!😄
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Glad you like it, Ange. I know what you mean about the time element! Just finished reading Monday’s Qs, then to TT, then over to FF, then MTB. Good thing I’m going to be snowed in this weekend. Yes, we’re getting bunches and bunches of snow finally :)
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Keep warm and safe 💞
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Fascinating how these pieces assemble is in that Lisa?
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Yes, Rob.
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Your creative combination works well. It was an interesting choice of lines.
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Thanks, Dwight. It did take some creativity with the lines I had to work with.
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You are welcome!
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The title is thought provoking! And the choice of lines that fill the poem with color. Beautifully done!
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Thanks so much, Lillian.
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Love this!! The garden’s description especially!!!
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Thanks much, Helen :)
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Spider weaves in picnic pavilion corner’s pink-red sunset…that is great.
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I wrote that when thinking of how at sunset the spiders would come out of their hiding places on the rigging of the boat and start making their webs. Good times.
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It’s a great line…. we had one on our back porch door way…a big harmless one that made his web at night but had it all down in the day. We co-existed quite well. It was an orb spider.
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Lisa
The sol white-out, red blossoms, and chipping brown-furred critters create a contemplative scene, and the spider in the pavilion corner adds both such fragility and beauty…
~David
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Thank you very much!
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I did enjoy this Lisa, it worked so well – a clever weaving, and I too loved the enjambment of fringed – packets.
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:) Happy you enjoyed it.
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I like this one as well as the other one.☺️
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Cool, Melissa. Thank you :)
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A gorgeous assembly of colourful lines creating a splendid poem, Msjadeli! I love this line especially:
Spider weaves in picnic pavilion corner’s pink-red sunset 💕👏
Thank you for reading my poem The Lyre Harp at the Teams event on Saturday. You made it very special for me 🙏❤️
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Lesley, many thanks on the poem and my pleasure to read your uplifting poem to the lovely lyre. Really like the drawing you did of it also.
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Your rendition delighted me! I won’t forget it. 🙏❤️❤️❤️
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this is lovely Lisa :-) A wonderful poem!
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Thank you :)
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