Thursday, June 26, 2008

Playing with Poetry

Gary R. over at PoemofQuotes Blog started a group poem. You continue it on your own blog but let him know you added the next line.

It starts here and, as far as I can tell, the last person to play is here.

I'll play along next to keep the game going:

The forest sang of moans from years past,

while crumbling leaves of sorrow the blackbirds pecked for morsels--what luck!

Hidden among the knots and gnarls of bygone woes,

centuries of secrets stitched like a patchwork quilt.

1 comment:

holly said...

Thanks for the info! I added a line, and let the orig. writer know... Interesting project. I'm doing something similar with some other friends, but on audiotape, sending it from one poet to another.
I want to do this more!