Found Poetry, I found it!

This week because it’s the beginning of a new month!

Colleen Chesebro says, “This challenge is NOW a true poet’s choice! Use any poetry form that you’d like including free-style or prose poetry. If your form is something new, teach us how to write it. Have fun!“

She suggested several forms, take a look here, CLICK!

I wanted to try as she suggested FOUND POETRY with there being several different methods, I choose the BLACK OUT! Using the Lord’s Prayer also know as The Our Father.

A blackout poem begins with an existing text, usually a newspaper. Using a heavy black marker, the writer blots out most of the page. The remaining words are not moved or rearranged. Fixed in place, they float in a sea of darkness. The contrast of black and white stirs thoughts of censorship and secrecy. What’s hiding behind the headlines of our daily paper? What does the highlighted text reveal about politics and world events?

The idea of redacting words to create a new work goes back centuries, but the process became trendy when writer and artist Austin Kleon posted newspaper blackout poems online and then published his book and companion blog, Newspaper Blackout.

Evocative and dramatic, blackout poems retain the original typography and word placement. Some artists add graphic designs, while others let the stark words stand on their own.

 

Oh No! What have I gotten myself into!

Its all Colleens fault!

I wanted to try something different from me, not sure what I did here. Reading Colleen about her suggestion of either “found OR magnetic poetry” OR Golden Shovel but below is where I found the poems in a child’s poetry book. Also, a little about the authors and their works.
To get the syllables to work, I had to change the words here and there; anyway, thank you for your patience in reading this!

First line from poem by Jack Prelutsky
Bees
Every bee
that
ever was
was partly 
sting and partly ... buzz.

Second Line  poet Laura Richards
I dreamed I was a cave boy
And lived in a cave, 
A mammoth for my saddle horse,
A monkey for my slave.
And through the tree-fern forests.
A-riding I would go,
When I was once a cave boy, 
A million years ago. 

Third Line  poet Eugene Field
his poem The Sugar-Plum Tree
There are marshmallows, gumdrops, and peppermint canes, 
etc. etc In the garden of Shut-Eye Town.

Fifth Line —Someone came came knocking poet Walter DeLa Mare

poet Rebecca McCann
So out ran young Joe,
Acting foolish and wild,
And everyone watched him
But nobody smiled.  

Same unknown poet who composed poem titled
The Light-Hearted Fairy — Oh, who is so merry so merry, heigh ho!
As the light-hearted fairy? Heigh-ho, Heigh ho
He dances and sings 
to the sound of his wings, 

Poet William Allingham Poem titled the Fairies
Down along the rocky shore
Some make their home
they live on crispy pancakes 

My line was taken from Wynken, Blynken, and Nod by Eugene Field
Sailed off in a wooden shoe

and finally, that last line was taken from The Merry-Go-Round by poet Myra Cohn Livingston
The merry-go-round
whirls round and round
in a giant circle on the ground. 
And the horses run 
an exciting race
while the wind blows music in your face 
Then the whole world spins
to a colored tune
but the ride is over much too soon

Ta Da! ♫ My CREATION

Every bee that ever was
 Lived a million years ago
 In the Garden of Shut-Eye
 Heigh-ho!
 Someone did appear knocking
 But only nobody smiled
 To the sound of fuzzy wings
 Heigh-ho!
 They lived on crispy pancakes
 Sailed off in a wooden shoe
 The ride was over too soon
 Heigh-ho
 Heigh-ho

Found Poetry of why Catholics Honor Mary

Learning something as I go along — i.e. what is “found poetry?”

Plus an added bonus in that dVerse wants poetry regarding Privileges.

Reading here on WordPress from other knowledgeable bloggers aroused my interest.  I did what any other person does these days, search google.

Wanting to try it, I decided to go for the Bible and see what poetry I could find.  After researching “found poetry” and the rules, there were none — changing, switching words, cutting, pasting adding or subtracting anything is permitted as part of the creativeness.

However

I was at a disadvantage searching the Bible because, well you know the Bible is the Word of God; therefore having to be careful not to change the context was a must.

Taken from the Book of Luke; Chapter 1

Title of my “found” poem

The PRIVILEGE of Mary

(verse 26)    Angel Gabriel
(29)               His word
(30)               Hast found grace
(35)               Power of the Most High
(38)               The angel departed
(42)               Blessed art thou among women
(46)               Mary said
(48)               All generations shall call me BLESSED 

 

With the exception of seeking into the Bible for God’s Words. 

Otherwise the art of FOUND POETRY, in my opinion, the art is in the montaging of words.

  Click here to see what I mean:
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