the experiment

the price of whispering
staying at home, thinking
what is the promise, the secret?
where to search for the favourite
growing, flowering
found in the night forest
obsessively, drunkenly
the conversation turned to peace
and thanks
for the hidden sunrise
for the ordered breath
the typewriter thrilled
as we struggled with our
dangerous, sensitive
experiment

 

© 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.

under a tree

under a tree
with a bug in the apple
the worm turns
as time flies out the window
birds tweet and follow
pressing the smooth skin
brings no response
no choice but waiting
willful data streams
force lassitude
as the sun warms
then slides behind the hill

© Claire Griffin 2016

incomprehensible 1 – response to Steve Simpson’s post on “Inconstant Light” – but still not incomprehensible enough…?