Hello, Found Object Poets. I am kicking my shoes off today while another blogger takes over today’s hosting duties.
FOUND: Hot Pink Sandal
You will find the Day 17 Found Object Poem Project post at Donna Smith’s blog, Mainely Write. Thank you so much, Donna!
FOUND OBJECT DAY 18 PROMPT (February 18)
I’ll see you back here tomorrow for Day 18. You can leave your Day 17 responses at this post or in the comments at Donna’s blog.
Here’s tomorrow’s poem.
Day 18
Field Trip to the Past
I heard her incredulous cry,
“What is that?”
She grew up with laptops and printers.
I grew up writing papers by longhand
then typing them out on a clunky
portable typewriter.
There was a backspace key,
but no delete button.
White-out invented by
a Monkee’s mother had yet
to find a market.
There was only the eraser.
Round, slender, and pink.
With a brush of sorts at the opposite
end used to whisk away
the erasure crumbs of mistakes.
“Well? What is it?”
she asked again.
And realizing I had no formal name
to associate with the pink rolling eraser thing,
I honestly answered,
“Damned if I know.”
Day 18
Mr. E-Racer
Mod unicyclist
With spiked blue hair
Flashes by
As if to dare
Us to stop him
In mid flow,
As he erases
To and fr…
Over jumps,
Wheel a-spin,
Writer’s block
Will not win;
Watch him roll,
See him race,
Making corrections
All over the pl…
He’s brave
And daring,
And paper
Baring,
Helping pencil
Revise writing;
There he goes
He’s so exci…!
Hey, stop erasing
All my lett…
This isn’t getting
Any bet…
If you don’t let
Me finish a thoug…
I cannot fix what
You have wroug…
Okay, off that unicycle,
Mr. E
And let me write
So I can see
And I can read
Before erasing;
Slow down now and
Stop a-racing!
©2016, Donna JT Smith, all rights reserved
Fanciful thoughts, Diane and Donna. We all know know what this object is. Here goes my tale to add to Day 18. It can be found at http://beyondliteracylink.blogspot.com/2016/02/hide-eraser.html.
Shortcut to the poem:
Magic Eraser rolled into town.
Looking silly as a blue-haired clown
erasing all that was in his sight
causing a stir and a great fright.
The townsfolk turned a shade of white
as all was lost in broad daylight.
Who would stand up for property rights?
A hero came with the speed of light
and took a very fanciful bite.
So limping away in domestic flight
Magic eraser left the suburbanites
and found other towns to rub out that night.
©CVarsalona, 2016
You have to turn to the blog post to find out the morale of my tale.
Day 18
Live Big/Fail Big
Are you willing to risk it?
Will you go for broke?
Take a chance,
Take a dare,
Try that limb?
The payoffs are huge!
Beyond ginormous!
Take the chance,
Take the dare,
Chase the win!
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2016
http://www.maryleehahn.com/2016/02/found-object-poem-project-live-bigfail.html
Day 18
Dreaming
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–rolls along the hasty scribbles
–rubs away the tired rhymes
–brushes out the crumbs of stale words
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Linda Baie ©All Rights Reserved
My high school typing teacher was a stickler for perfection (“Proofread like the page was typed by your worst enemy!”) so I thought about that angle. A sinus infection has made my brain fuzzy, though, so I decided to create an erasure poem giving a little history about this giant eraser.
“Typewriter Eraser, Scale X”
Monuments commemorate
objects
remembered from childhood.
A youngster
playing in his fathers office,
a typewriter eraser
falling
alighted
in a graceful, dynamic
gesture.
I created a graphic in Canva showing the page from the National Gallery of Art along side the poem, but can’t quite figure out how to get it into this comment. Here is the link to the National Gallery of Art website: http://www.nga.gov/feature/sculpturegarden/sculpture/
An acrostic
Easy
Racing
Across
Scribblings
Undoing
Random
Errors