So here is a poem I got out of yesterday’s workshop. We used my workshop favourite getting the group to generate words and phrases randomise them and use them in a piece of writing, in this case in a sonnet form (well broken sonnet it has fourteen lines). Watch out for the words of Sting I cut the line up to make it work.
God don’t you ever knock on the clouds?
every little thing among the lillies
she does this in her dreams
fights lillies coffin connotations
is it magic if you question everything?
what’s a song if you can;t fuck to it
rhythm in the chest and pelvis
flower waving signals
charming the shadows
her mind garden is lush
she dances barefoot
foxtrotting dandelions second fluff
sowing seconds with her steps
she wants to get through to the heart of it