Wandering in the rain with poems

It is an "April showers bring May flowers" day in New York. The rain is coming down and it's misty. From my view, it's almost as if I live up high in the clouds. I do adore my rainy days.

It is a perfect day to write poems. I'm going to show you a wonderful way to write poetry called Found Poems. You take words from various sources: books, songs, movies, conversations from people; then make them into poetry.

I'm going to use two examples to illustrate this. This paragraph is from the book: Sew Easy Papercrafting by Rebekah Meier.

"Remember how fun it was to color with crayons? Go back to your creative roots and rediscover the joy of crayons with this handmade card. With a little coloring here and a little embroidery there, your card is finished, already matted and ready to be framed. Iron transfers, used in this project for the butterfly design, can be found in the needlework department of any craft store"

Now, your wondering how can you make poems from this paragraph? I usually go intuitively with words that pop out of me. I'll be making these poems right on the spot. With little editing.

Found Poem#1
Go back to
Crayons
Remember
Rediscover
The Butterfly
in
your roots
of
Joy.

Found Poem#2
What is the color
of fun for you?
Does a little coloring
make you want to
be a Handmade person
or a Finished frame person?

I feel by now you get the idea. Let's try classic literature. Here is the first paragraph of my fave, Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte.

"There was no possibility of taking a walk that day. We had been wandering, indeed, in the leafless shrubbery an hour in the morning; but since dinner (Mrs. Reed, when there was no company, dined early) the cold winter wind had brought with it clouds so sombre, and a rain so penetrating, that further out-door exercise was now out of the question."

Found Poem#3
I wander in
possibility
of the clouds
and the winter wind
penetrating the question
of my mind.

Found Poem#4
In the taking of a walk
that day
There was no company
in the hour of rain
only the leafless
shrubs and sombre
door waiting for
my return.

I hope this weekend, you try your hand at writing found poems. It is fun and stretches your creativity. Of course, there will be more merriment with poetry as Poetry month continues. Have a fabulous Friday. As always, Sweet Dreams to you all.