Here is a word cloud, use some of the juxtaposed words to inspire a poem.
If you don't like those words you can create you own, click the create link and then paste in one of your existing poems or some other text you think might work. If you do create a cloud you can "save to public gallery" and then paste the link here if you like...
Week of First Drafts - Thursday - Word cloud
All aspects of language are tools of the poet; line-broken narrative serves an intent.
Take cliché, miss pelling and hyphen'd syllabics. Mould them with form and artistic intent. :-)
Take cliché, miss pelling and hyphen'd syllabics. Mould them with form and artistic intent. :-)
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Nice one, Raine! It's fun, isn't it? Of course, now you have to write the poem...
Rosencrantz: What are you playing at? Guildenstern: Words. Words. They're all we have to go on.
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Salmon sandwiches;
red edibles and brick.
Screams of Elvis
grating on 33
And me getting old, apparently.
A blue-rinsed, sag-cropped
liberty gilded
bird.
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This is the poem that I put in to make the word cloud in the first place :
Clever Boy!
Within the confines
of a red brick box
a sag-cropped; blue-rinsed;
Roman beaked old bird
pokes digits and edibles
through a gilded perimeter;
regurgitating greetings
in grating high pitch.
Elvis tolls the bell: And screams: “Liberty!”
But apparently, his language,
is beyond her understanding.
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Salmon sandwiches;
red edibles and brick.
Screams of Elvis
grating on 33
And me getting old, apparently.
A blue-rinsed, sag-cropped
liberty gilded
bird.
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This is the poem that I put in to make the word cloud in the first place :
Clever Boy!
Within the confines
of a red brick box
a sag-cropped; blue-rinsed;
Roman beaked old bird
pokes digits and edibles
through a gilded perimeter;
regurgitating greetings
in grating high pitch.
Elvis tolls the bell: And screams: “Liberty!”
But apparently, his language,
is beyond her understanding.
.
All aspects of language are tools of the poet; line-broken narrative serves an intent.
Take cliché, miss pelling and hyphen'd syllabics. Mould them with form and artistic intent. :-)
Take cliché, miss pelling and hyphen'd syllabics. Mould them with form and artistic intent. :-)
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OK, using the words from my stream of consciousness poem:
http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/1540748/snowplough
Which seems to be suggesting a more beat-poem non-grammatical tack:
Indicate
near along clear, and strong besides
trouble although handbrake, left-much drive
car-shaped spade need three-point hard
time traffic ignition, the door ramparts
want another get, space maybe gear
car main space, nopetry cleared
snowplough, vandals, spring-tea light
much now maybe, prefer good -- right
http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/1540748/snowplough
Which seems to be suggesting a more beat-poem non-grammatical tack:
Indicate
near along clear, and strong besides
trouble although handbrake, left-much drive
car-shaped spade need three-point hard
time traffic ignition, the door ramparts
want another get, space maybe gear
car main space, nopetry cleared
snowplough, vandals, spring-tea light
much now maybe, prefer good -- right
http://www.ianbadcoe.uk/
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Nice one Raine!Raine wrote:.
Salmon sandwiches;
red edibles and brick.
Screams of Elvis
grating on 33
And me getting old, apparently.
A blue-rinsed, sag-cropped
liberty gilded
bird.
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http://www.ianbadcoe.uk/
I think I like the pictures better than the poems! I'm going to have to print some clouds for my wall.
Brain, that first line is quite inspirational.
Brain, that first line is quite inspirational.
All aspects of language are tools of the poet; line-broken narrative serves an intent.
Take cliché, miss pelling and hyphen'd syllabics. Mould them with form and artistic intent. :-)
Take cliché, miss pelling and hyphen'd syllabics. Mould them with form and artistic intent. :-)