On Poetry Month – Poem 4.

For my last poem of poetry month I decided to do a found poem with some cavets. The poem is written with the lyrics of the first song to come up on my iTunes when placed on shuffle (The song also must contain lyrics). The poem must contain only words found in the lyrics and those words can only be used once each unless they repeat in the lyrics. The content does not have to relate to the song in any way.

So, when I put it on shuffle I got the song Black Out by Pavement. An awesome song and band. Here is what I wrote. It’s pretty dark, but I really like the turnout. I will post the lyrics to the song below the poem.

Dirty Trail

 

Where does it go? How do I get there?

No one has a clue

 

Criminal’s rattlesnakes walkin’ past

Shut up. No, talkin’

Count to ten

 

They start turning

 

Spastic wrestling

Shots

 

I…Actually…Bleed?

 

Frigid air felt like grass

Summertime

Gauzy rays of lights dancing

Parting with the elements

 

What will I find?

 

Black Out by Pavement


Sunday driving past your own hall of fame

It’s closed on weekdays, shut for good

Pick out no one when you’re talkin’

Felt like rattlesnakes were walkin’

No one has a clue

 

The parting shots, the thin caught

Fault line dancing across the frigid air shafts

A spastic grass, a criminal’s child

 

Count to ten and read

Until the lights begin to bleed

Lights; til you actually a-see the rays

And your thoughts they start turning

 

Tells you lessons that you’re learning

No one has a clue

 

The gauzy thoughts of those dirty scots

Wrestling with the elements up on the trail high

I need to know

Where does it go? how do I get there? what will I find?

 

(fun fun fun, fun for the summertime blues)

(it’s gonna set you free)

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