These are original poems, but I didn't write them. I just cut words out of magazines, newspapers, junk mail, and save them. Then I start arranging them on a page until I sumble upone something I like. Amazingly there are themes and threads that come from my subconsious mind while I'm cutting out words. I wish I had a better pair of scissors. http://chickollage.blogspot.com/2007/04/365-collage-poetry-challenge-day-6.html
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Questioning God
the text
If you could
ask God one
question
what would
you ask?Think about it you stupid
blob of goo!
Why do I
wake up in
the morning
with worries?
Do I remember God chuckling in my head?
Finding ways to laugh
at God isn't wrong.
It can actually be the secret fuel
that makes you accept your fears.
Waking up with a Placebo Head Wound
means whatever it is you want it to mean.
I have the open-minded way I think I live.
In God's eye
I doubt there is much more to what we are.
I send this prayer to faiths I do not need.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Four Letter Words
the text
You realize that a
simple
reclusive man crazy
on the
outside
The guy who won't
fight back
can take a list
of four-letter
words& slowly
word by fucking word,
pick the perfect one.
It helps you solve
all
kinds of problems.
True or False?
This understanding
doesn't happen
overnight.
No Shit.
It's n' uncomfortable
secret talents
who knew?
Like you I know the
pleasure of concealment.
Revivify Life
the text
the most challenging ambition
is to revivify past experience
Let's get to the heart of the matter:
We know the importance of loafing
lies in how we measure ourselves.
Life
is either useful
or destructive.
Spot the difference.
Feel peaceful in a heartbeat.
Each morning
the day lies like a fresh shirt on our bed.
Enjoy.
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Sometimes
the text
Did
you
know sometimes you need to
deny that human life can be lived like
you can keep it going as you have?
You're telling yourself that maybe this time
it'll be different. Don't you know that's
dangerous?
"Wait-- what?"
Sometime the
tell-tell brain asks:
"How do you deal with this open wound?
These are perilous days
and lonely runs both ways?"
G
U Well, I guess I'd answer:
L "To make life better
P love your life,
because life is precious. Youhave to rethink everything you thought you knew.
There's more benefits of life in the slow lane.
Easy Doubt
the text
Allthings
considered
If God is listening hard enough
why do dogs die
in hot cars?
When all the bodies
have been buried in Darfur,
blood splattering everywhere,
can you believe? I don'teven
want to know.
God can't
be captured
for certain and discord
has nver
been easier.
Friday, March 2, 2012
The Art Of Living
the text
The Art
of Living
can be puzzling.
Let's shed some lifht on life.
Control is an illusion.
Beware: you can't
take charge of your
extraordinary out of
control life.
You have had to del with heartache.
We shoud have
been more skeptical
What're you
gonna do?
It has
become increasingly
clear that imperfeftion is what makes us human/
Let's get practical: We live with what
happens to us
We jump
between the dim &
the dark.
We live with open
wounds.
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Live Big
the text
It's morning
Daylight
again. I'm wide awake.
I was ready for anything but
what I found
Life's good
and the good is in the details.
Yep, it's a sweet surprise.
I never thought
it could happen
to me.
Live
Big ---this is in-
credible---
It takes time
to be a
phoenix.
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