Monday, December 15, 2008

Journalistic Poetry

I call this Journalistic Poetry. You will always be creative and never bored as long as there anything with a few paragraphs of text on it.
You take a newspaper for example, choose any article and pick one word from each line (without jumping back and forth). You end up with something somewhere in between the sublime and the ridiculous.This is one of the best one I got:

Dressed in ochre silks,
like clouds walking overhead,
undercutting pained vision.
... 1990 by a surprise.
Former mistress ensemble choreographer of romantic songs
seems designing torsos;
a lullaby
tracing his company.
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