Based on whatever reading you're currently enjoying, jot down some favorite phrases and words and create a found poem. You are welcome to change tenses, add or drop words and mix up the order of the words or phrases.
When ready, type your poem into the comments box of this post (or post a link to an outside site if you prefer to share your poem on your blog or in another medium).
Let us know which book or text your found poem originated from.
This challenge will run for two hours (or until the bells chime, signaling the start of hour nine of the Readathon).
A winner (who will receive a $10 giftcard from an online bookstore retailer of his/her choice) will be selected based on content and how the poem sounds.
Humor is always welcome!
Happy reading and poem finding!
UPDATE: This mini-challenge has now closed. The winner of the $10 gift card is Sam. You can see her found poem here.
Sam, send me an email at s.j.kessel.writes (at) gmail (dot) com and I'll be sure to arrange the book store of your choice sends you your prize.
Thanks to everyone who participated! It was a lot of fun reading your poems!!!!! It was very difficult to choose just one winner (but alas, I lack the funds to allow for you all to win a prize).
He practiced the veronicas
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and the medias
and the veronicas
He used his sock
But he didn't want to kill a bull
He felt upset when he killed a fly.
but how about those veronicas and the medias?
(Shadow of a Bull)
Here is a link to my poem. http://littlepocketbooks.blogspot.com/2012/04/deweys-read-thon-hour-5-8.html
ReplyDelete'three thousand year old
ReplyDeletelinen; tombs with paint so bright
it still seems fresh now
a thumbprint in clay
overlaid by the living
thumb of a woman
reaching back to the
past; opening the tomb of
knowledge long hidden
"Tutankhamen: the
Life and Death of a Boy King" --
Christine El Mahdy.'
With some liberal remixing, here's my impression of what I've read of the book mentioned in the last stanza (it fit into a haiku! I couldn't resist) in linked haiku.
Sadness fills the creek
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Fall on Terebithia
The creek runs dry
As Jess's childhood dries up
He finds hope in another's.
(The Bridge to Terebithia)
If one can bear for a moment to think
ReplyDeleteof things that are rather subtle.
It might be unsettling,
but also jolly intriguing
to dwell on the outrageously slipshod.
And in the end...
all is clear now.
(Eats, Shoots & Leaves by Lynne Truss)
Ode to the nunga-nungas
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Two new friends
Actually two of a kind!
The boys are more friendly
Your mid back is sore
And the worst? Boys who just stare! Oh what a bore!
Im reading Louise Rennisons Knocked out by your nunga- nungas
Friends Rachel and Sarah celebrating a milestone day,
ReplyDeletein the middle of dinner Sarah walks away.
A note is left "just give me time",
Rachel is scared thinking this may be a crime.
Yet Sarah is battling demons unseen,
and Rachel questions what sort of friend she has been.
The damage is done, the friendship is broken,
can healing begin when much is still unspoken?
Whole Latte Life by Joanne Demaio
http://journeythroughpages.blogspot.com/2012/04/readathon-hour-7-post-every-two-hours.html
ReplyDeleteNO TRESPASSING
I met an Invalid and fell for his art
NO TRESPASSING
The deadliest of all deadly things.
NO TRESPASSING
It will kill me and I don't care.
NO TRESPASSING
Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a razor edge.
Amor Deliria Nervosa
(Delirium by Lauren Oliver)
Phrases taken pretty much word for word (except one). Thanks for the fun challenge :D
~Sam @ Journey Through Pages
He the Dreamer
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One Calls
The other Answers.
Father gave the world the Dreamer
Mother gave the Dreamer the Guardian
The Dreamer raised on lies
The Guardian wrenched from his fate
Till the pull drew each other
To dance in Mother's green womb.
Aisling Book 1 and 2 by Carole Cummings
Here's mine: http://askine09.blogspot.com/2012/04/mini-challenge-find-poem.html
ReplyDeleteThe words courtesy of Carolyn Turgeon's "Godmother..."
Cars don't just interest me
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I think I've told you and cars are plain scary
You think of me as..I waited
Essential, he said
I laughed because it was unexpected
Love Walked In by Marisa delos Santos
This was a lot of fun! Thanks! I posted mine on my blog: http://portrayaloftichwi.wordpress.com/2012/04/21/readathon-2012/
ReplyDeleteThank you for hosting this delightful challenge! I'm inspired by the creativity.
ReplyDeleteI'm not officially read-a-thon-ing today, but I created this found haiku from the book I'm currently reading, SHANGHAI GIRLS, by Lisa See:
Beautiful Dragon
Beautiful girl posters
I am Pearl Dragon
Here's my post!
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Thanks! A great mini challenge!
Zara Alexis @ The Bibkliotaphe's Closet
zgarcia(dot)alvarez(at)gmail(dot)com
War, is not just war
ReplyDeleteWith love and life at stake,
Power hanging in the balance,
War is business
Fallenwood by Leslie Soule
Great challenge!
kiltgirl1@yahoo.com
Here's my post: http://wilderthan.dreamwidth.org/168299.html
ReplyDeleteThis poem is made out of sentences from the book Un Lun Dun by China Miéville. I tried to change as little as possible from the original, and I have only dropped one word in the middle of a sentence and adding one in the beginning of another.
ReplyDeleteThe bird stared at the money
hurried into the dark interior
into the forest
the door closed behind her.
It was warm,
a cross between forest and jungle
a jorest
a fungle
This place isn't safe.
A new chorus of night began.
To keep money fresh
the bird fluttered away
and as it went, it sang.
Her voice, prickling on the edge of stars
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and a galaxy swirling around her feet
Superheroes are born in the minds
of those desperate to be rescued
from the rain of arrows
But then she closed her eyes
and you disappeared
on the saddest day in the world
The one when she stops pretending
she wished it wasn't that simple
to be redrawn as a monster
The Tenth Circle - Jodi Picoult
Also posted on my blog
http://bookwormwithacamera.wordpress.com/