It seems like it’s been ages since I did some blackout poetry! I say “seems like ages” – it HAS been ages. I’ve just been so busy with work and blackout poetry is one of those blogs that needs that extra little bit of time that I don’t seem to get these days. But today, I made time.
If you’re unfamiliar with blackout poetry, it’s basically the brutal murder of a book, magazine, newspaper etc. in which you pick out your favourite words, scribbling out the rest. This results in a poem. Kind of.
Here are the pieces that came about today. I hope you like them. Leave your thoughts in the comments below and make sure to share your own!
Notice her up among the rocks,
I watched her face light up,
I saw it fall into strange lines.
Beautiful and intoxicating,
but she would drown in a moment.
On her days off,
she would walk down the streets
where everyon was a stranger,
and walls around her
would begin to breathe like a lung.
She was shutting down for the night,
as they passed in the hallway that winter,
at the bar on Saturdays,
and a woman stronger than love
identified herself as the weaker one.
How could you love someone so much
and keep it secret from yourself?
It was so simple
that we didn’t see it happening at first.
Like forgotten-about sweetness
I lay photographs down in my mind,
watching those moments.
None of them were lost, as long as I was there watching.
Standing in poetry,
determined to find her way.
It had been an experiment.