Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Found Poetry - Lamentations 1:1-6

lonely sits
a princess
tears on her cheeks
comfort her
she dwells
resting
daughter of majesty
strength before the pursuer

Pantoum(s): (from free writing)

passive, cut-off, isolated
barred from connection
paper-bag mud-spattered tear-stained crown-has-fallen-down princess
risky freedom of being a daughter of the Most High

barred from connection
abiding grafted on grafted in
risky freedom of being a daughter of the Most High
pain in the cutting away and cutting in

abiding grafted on grafted in
paper-bag mud-spattered tear-stained crown-has-fallen-down princess
pain in the cutting away and cutting in
passive cut-off isolated

Daughter
knee-deep in disbelief
loneliness sucks the life from my bones
rescue me

knee-deep in disbelief
not slave or pawn
rescue me
my feet itch to dance

not slave or pawn 
loneliness sucks the life from my bones
my feet itch to dance
Daughter


The last piece that we were to do was to cut out words from two random book pages and create our poem with those.  I can't seem to take a good picture of what I did, but I'll attach it for the sake of completeness.

Freedom



she wore words of anger
drowning secret tears
defined by family

difficult choice keeping trust
bewildering how you love me

my lady gaze expectantly toward your King
find comfort in genuine Love

FREEDOM

Painting anything is new to me.  I haven't painted since the days of finger-paints.  I found it hard to suspend my judgement of myself.

Out of this I have fallen in love with the idea of getting a Bible specifically for found poetry.  The idea of taking something that has been an instrument of incredible pain in my life and intentionally turning it into a work of beauty feels healing.

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