Turn each of these words into an independent phrase or sentence, not necessarily a verse, but poetic: drink, drop, sardines, needed,letters, terrible, life, finished, mentioned, twelve, call, oranges
Morning drinks in sweet Kenyan mountains.
Drop a dish, a cup, drop jaw, drop biscuits.
Sardines loathe a swim in tomato sauce.
She never knew what she needed.
She dreamt in letters and woke in a scrabble.
It’s a terrible noise, a hungry belly.
This load, this life, too short to carry.
He retired, and the iron finished.
He mentioned he was short.
Twelve shoes with nowhere to go.
Birds sing in the hide, a call to seek.
Peel me like an orange.
It’s a terrible noise, a hungry belly,
And we drop a dish, a cup, drop jaw,
Drop biscuits, and I’m told sardines
loathe a swim in tomato sauce.
Morning drinks in sweet Kenyan
Mountains, and he never mentioned
He was short. Then he retired,
And the iron finished, too. This load,
This life, too short to carry. Birds sing
In the hide, a call to seek as she dreamt
In letters and woke in a scrabble.
Twelve shoes with nowhere to go,
And she never knew what she needed,
So she said “Peel me like an orange.”
Later: (and yes, I do plan to do this later … )
If you have some time, take six of the words and write two lines with each of them. Two lines that work together. Use your word once, or twice (or three times if you can manage it artfully)
If you have time for it:
Use three of the words in a poem of six-to-ten lines
When you’re finished with writing, search:
Frank O’Hara, “Why I Am Not a Painter”
Written for Quickly’s Warm-up for September