A warm wind invites much lingering
Rain like a spectator listening
to the gold geometry
where my heart used to be.
Finding myself in Italy,
all I ever wanted to be.
I’m not broken:
shattered iris,
experience of sensuality.
You would be here
under the silky shield.
Stifled tremblings,
a flock of hardy souls
haunting the spaces.
Today I am deep purple,
written in the ink of my tears,
staring at the tea.
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Second verse, same as the first! Single lines collected from poems on the blog roll from between 1:25 and 2:25 PDT April 8, 2013 and turned into a found poem. If you recognise a line from your poem, please link to your poem!
Shawn L. Bird 
I thought this was an actual poem!
It IS an actual poem, but it’s one where each line has come from somewhere else, and then been mixed to form a new poem. You can try it with news stories, magazine articles, or song lyrics. Found poetry is one of my favourites! 🙂
The tea seems a bit of an anticlimax!
The book teaser is really gripping. The music is brought in really powerfully.
Re: tea. I thought so, too. 🙂
Re: teaser. Thanks! Music is a huge theme in the Grace Awakening series. Poetry, as well!
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