I <3 magnetic poetry. It was one of the first things I got for my previous apartment (the very first I ever had on my own) to make it feel like home. It was only the basic set, so a lot of times I ended up snipping words into bits to make words I didn’t have. I actually kept a dictionary and thesaurus on top of the fridge, and a notebook so I could record poems as they were created. Just felt like sharing 🙂
8/16: #1
someday
they may ask
and we will tell them
how we were drunk on milk and honey
and the smell of storms
and love made well
8/28: #2
light falls languid in the garden there
as though a star
grown weary of shining
had stopped for a time
and left its sleepy glow behind
8/30: #4 (prefixed to #3)
the language betrays us
and
8/29: #3
our hearts
ache
at the thought
9/10: #5
anger in shadow
why does it always sleep
never showing us its eyes
9/20: #6
she smiled
and he fell
10/10: #7
what the hell
am I going to use
words like
apparatus and incubate
for
bad horror poetry[?]
11/1: #8
and whispered words
will change
their paths
in ways they never dreamed
11/12: #9
she lives in a world
rich with beauty and delicate things
11/13: #10 (suffixed to #9)
fearing she will break them
all
12/15: #11
silly boy
your elaborate tricks
will do you no good
3/2: #12
in love
and in light
there lies the key
I think the first one will always be my favorite 🙂
