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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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

11 thoughts on “Growling Funk”

  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. really? i very seldom edit my writing, its from the notebook I carry around straight to wordpress or wherever else I am writing, I admire the pains you take to create.

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      2. 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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  2. This is challenging! I’ve just being playing around at their site. You did well! I love that you can get kits for your fridge, that could be a whole lot of family fun!

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