This is for Jill and Carolee's Double Dog Dare Poetry Mini Challenge over at Readwritepoem. (I'm a day or so late, but what the heck)>
Three poems using a synonym for "dig" as the title of the series, and using words culled from one's notebook, or a magazine or similar.
All words and phrases used come from the programme for the Christchurch Arts Festival
Excavate #1
Within the confines of the city
the wayward workings of memory
peepholes to the chaos
in our heads
Winter becomes a wind tunnel
a bed becomes a boat
directions will be given
to layers of history
On treeless plains
skeletons of extinct birds.
What lies beneath is not to be disclosed.
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Thursday, August 06, 2009
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2 comments:
"a bed becomes a boat" -- how wonderful!!!!
Not only is the line "A Bed Becomes a Boat" fantastic, but it was true in my case as a boy. I sailed through many lands on my bed. I had Fread (Fred) the Stuffed Panda as my First Mate and we were stout and brave lads...
Wonderful write. Thanks for sharing it with us.
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