Hello, Found Object Poets. I am taking a break today to catch up on poem writing. Jan Godown Annino has been kind enough to take over today’s hosting duties.
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You will find the Day 23 Found Object Poem Project post at Jan’s blog BOOKSEED STUDIO. Thank you for hosting today’s prompt and responses, Jan, and for contributing such a great object!
DAY 24 FOUND OBJECT PROMPT (February 24)
I’ll see you back here tomorrow for Day 24. You can leave your Day 23 responses at this post or in the comments at Jan’s blog.
Day 24
humans resign
themselves to the back entry
…swallows’ nest
Day 25
Key Rack at My-Big-Heart Hotel
You asked for the key
but, typically, you
neglected to provide
your room number.
You take for granted
I know where you’ve
decided to settle in.
Not so.
This is no tiny inn.
I have singles,
the standard rooms,
and a Royal Suite.
Where would I put you?
I’d say utility closet
between the elevator
and the ice machine.
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved
Laura, Day 23’s prompt brought back a memory of traveling through the tunnels of the Capitol Building in Washington, D.C. My post, Noticing and Wondering, holds my thoughts and the first draft poem I created. It can be found at http://beyondliteracylink.blogspot.com/2016/02/noticing-and-wondering.html and a shortcut is below:
Rolling, rolling, rolling down the hallway.
A long tunnel I travel
to sort the mail-
millions of copies of
books,
recordings,
photographs,
maps,
and manuscripts
fill the
Library of Congress,
my prestigious home.
An important job I have.
Take a peek.
I’m full today.
©CVarsalona, 2016
Day 24 and Happy Belated Birthday, Laura! That’s quite the cake.
mudwattle
stuccohung
bugspatter
mossdangle
birdhuddle
home
we daren’t open that door
© Heidi Mordhorst 2016
Home
Sure, it’s small,
but to us, it’s cozy.
Yes, there’s a lot of traffic here,
but, well, you get used to it.
It’s kind of a mess,
but I’ll tidy up just as soon as I get the chance.
What you can’t see
is the perfection of light in the mornings.
You can’t know
the lingering warmth in the early evenings.
And I’m sure you can’t imagine
our view of the stars when the rest of the world is dark.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2016
http://www.maryleehahn.com/2016/02/found-object-poem-project-home.html
Day 24
Thanks for reminding me! I’ve been so busy with my 6-year-old at home on winter vaca, I totally forgot!
Phoebe meets Phoebe,
family flourishes; soon
five wee Phoebes fly
– © 2016, Matt Forrest Esenwine, all rights reserved
Day 24
on the back porch,
kids crowd the nest in cozy congestion –
millennials in the bird world.
Linda Baie ©All Rights Reserved
Day 24
We Three Phoebes (or Christmas in July)
We three Phoebes of
New Hampshire peek
Out of the nest
And open each beak;
Flies from Mamma,
Beetles from Papa,
Insects are what we seek.
Ohhh – oh!
Wings of wonder,
Wings of flight,
Wings of phoebes
Strong and light;
Nest we’re leaving,
Flight achieving,
We will fledge in a fortnight.
©2016, Donna JT Smith, all rights reserved