Thursday, September 3, 2009

Found Poem

Here's the latest tagging thing on Facebook--a Found Poem from your ipod. Here are the instructions:

1. Put your Mp3 player on shuffle
2. Write down the first line of the first 20 songs
3. Repost them in a poem
4. Play a 21st song, that is your poem title and what you title the journal.

Here's my Found Poem:

You Always Had an Eye for Things That Glitter

If it was in your mind to really cut me down
I am a pilgrim, a pilgrim of sorrow
Come on and dance.

That’s all I wanted, something special, something sacred in your eyes.
You say that somewhere over the rainbow . . .
Pardon me.

She would meet me in the morning on my way down to the river.
Has she got naughty eyes?
I am a man of constant sorrow.
I am living in danger.

I can hear your heels clicking on the sidewalk—
Oh what a dream, oh what a dream!
I fell, fell around the world.

How many of you people out there have been hurt in some kind of love affair?

I brought flowers to your door last night.
Don’t worry about me, I’ll get along
How do you solve a problem like Maria?

In the face of the unexpected, you never know what’s gonna happen tomorrow.
Long ago my heart and mind got together
When we come down we’ll be dreaming safe and sound.

Try it. And if you'd like, share the results.


lisa b said...
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lisa b said...

This Christmas
A found poem by Lisa Burley

You can dance, you can jive
It's been so long since you felt like you were loved.
I am a thief, I am a murderer.

Some folks are born, made to wave a flag
And the hardest part was letting go, not taking part
Well, it's been one of those days again;
Angels we have heard on high

Now if you're feelin' kinda low 'bout the dues you've been paying --
I was thinking about her.

The lights go out and I can't be seen;
Imagine me and you and you and me.

I was born a child of grace.

When I find myself in times of trouble
Talking away -- I don't know what else to say

I've been thinking about our fortune;
We were the dreamers -- boys on the wild frontier
There's something happening here
I was tired of waiting

Oh, little town of Bethlehem
I really can't stay.