Day twenty two. I wrote down a list of random words and then had to use them in a poem in the order in which I wrote them. This was a nice little exercise that I started in my notebook at work during my lunch break. Some of the words in the list I use quite regularly so I made sure to try something a little different with them.
Random words: socks land face cloud ears forest sparrow trust hope telephone house submarine ocean lama stars bed gold rest lost stairs lemon window tunnel cave dog eyes fur mouth summer splash tuck shoot gun aim drum hat trundle yesterday year last aeroplane churn
Your stripy socks are a sieve,
they are perfect for draining land.
A smile stretches your face when you spy
a cloud shaped like the ears of a bunny
and spot a forest where a sparrow flies into your trust.
I hope you can afford a telephone for your house.
A large submarine docks in an aquarium
where you submerge your skin in an ocean.
A lama observes, tilts his head and stares at the stars.
And you dream on a bed of gold.
You are full of rest. Light gets lost on the stairs
and a lemon sun leaves freckles on the window. Imagine
diamonds in a tunnel where cave dogs have red eyes,
fur grows thick in their mouths while summer creates a splash.
Tuck your shirt into your trousers, shoot your gun from your hip.
Aim. Your drum makes a good hat, trundle into yesterday.
Fly over the year. Don't make it your last paper aeroplane.
Inside your stomach the world churns and churns.