For this week's compilation poem, I took the third word of (almost) every piece that was read. The first set of words is the third words in the order they came. The second is the poem I quickly devised from those words. Please feel free to create another found poem based on these words and we will publish it here on the SFYS blog! I may write another one as these words press on my brain.
The Words:
door approaches Wednesday held her mix told pass into cheese aren't from it cat told shall the that to the in ma-ma girls
A New Initiative Called Brianna Writes Happy Poems
Told her door approaches,
the cat shall pass
into that cheese
Wednesday held.
It [isn't] told to mix in girls
from the ma-ma.
Compiled by Marianne Hales Harding
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