the price of whispering
staying at home, thinking
what is the promise, the secret?
where to search for the favourite
found in the night forest
the conversation turned to peace
for the hidden sunrise
for the ordered breath
the typewriter thrilled
as we struggled with our
© Claire Griffin 2016
incomprehensible 2 – response to Steve Simpson’s post on “Inconstant Light”
“Found Poetry” – went through recent tweets in order taking one word from each (ok – skipped a few) – then cobbled this together with a few changes in order – mysteriously still has some sense of meaning.
Not sure incomprehensible is for me – now my brain hurts.