Oh Noetry!
My sister has a magnetic board with little words on it that you can arrange into sentences and poems and whatnot. Dad started it off yesterday and by this evening all four of us had come up with poems (some more serious than others). Although, it was harder for the last couple of people (read: me) because there were fewer words. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it. Enjoy.
Pops:
I am a concrete man &
happy to make you house
in the summer or autumn.
Mom:
her morning walk in garden green
with dandelion wind flying full
so dream could stream before
no sad thought blossom there
me:
I want television
people
sound
journey
watch.
htd:
black windows
must be wildest
between snowy dawns
and we almost hear winter
listen he said
as very stilly
night melts me
Hmm. Who are the real poets, I wonder? :)
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I don't know, Kristen, I think your poem may be the most, ah...universal. :D
I like it;
Your
poem,
it's
nice,
informative.
It sounds like perhaps you're wanting to watch the Amazing Race? People...sound...journey...watch? Have I misinterpreted?
;)
haha - p.s. my Word Verification is: "doodirs". For serious.
B - hot dang, I KNEW I was a poet! Yessssss.
H - Thanks.
You rock.
The popcorn you
bought for
me was
delicious.
And I would like to use doodirs in a sentence: "Cassie, if it is possible, I would like to change dorm rooms because when my roommate gets drunk, he doodirs in our trash can." (True story, people. My cousin has the best job - or at least the best job-related stories (she's a university residence hall director in the freshman dorms))
hmmm...
1. i LOVE that yours is about watching tv. that makes me happy.
2. you guys are wild!
thipling
1. well...
2. you know it!
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