Growling Funk

Put this corduroy cat out,
give her only fish-eyed dirt –
it is moister than green grass,
less porcelain to devour.

Bleed the soft morning air
See eternity throb
Listen, dance, surround joy

Go! Do young night growl –
delicious, ferocious, wet heart.

(Playing around with Magnetic Poetry online.  Want to play along?  See what you can make with the words above.  Only caveat – you have to use all the words. Photo from personal collection.)

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11 comments

  1. such a delightful play of words, I love the use of unusual pairing of words that make more sense than ordinary phrases. this one is really a shadow of the real world we live in. I do like this one very much

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      1. haha! no experience just very reckless and a little lazy! the crafting of writing is a good point of discussion though, we do need some reflection on some of the poems or prose we write.

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