Bonjour Poetry

From a broken chair

Really? This chair sucks.

That comfortable broken-in look is misleading

‘cause upon seating, it’s fleeting

and I’m left with that broken look

that took away the comfort projected

by a mind wanting cozy,

not broken, Broken in.

wonderin’ why I wander in

to find what I begin

with a broken chair

Inserting a broken stare

From my computer

And back again

When I realize I’m writing

Lighting a flame

From a broken chair.

my latest creation is a loopable poem.  what do you think?

Last week, I shared this youtube video over at bonjourpoetry.com’s facebook page. I wrote it and posted it when I heard that Steve Jobs died. I really don’t know much about the man, but this poem is my response to his death as I reflected on visionaries that we’ve lost.

Here’s a poem from my basement.

Boggle Poetry

Boggle poetry.  Who knew.  One day when I was looking for poetry, I found it in a boggle board.  I just shook the dice and there was this poem… alright … I can’t keep a straight face.  This poem didn’t just appear.  I got the idea in my head that I wanted to make a poem within the boggle game.  the rules, (or system, or poetic guidelines) that I set forth was to use all the letters and create a poem that made sense.  This four line, four word poem is the result.

if you’re up to the challenge, I’d love to see what you come up with.