31 The Found Poetry Project

And Finally …

I lived as if
on the point of death.

My greatest love,
trees,

and my heart leapt
for each one planted

with my cool
clear
drinking water.

This is the final found poem for the month of October. I’m considering whether to continue, as I’m only half way through the book.


Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. (found on pgs 103) Wounded by Love, The Life and Wisdom of St Porphyrious, First published in English 2005. ISBN 978-960-7120-19-9. A concise explanation of Found Poetry and Dadaism can be read at Found Poetry

4 responses to “31 The Found Poetry Project”

  1. ΟΠΟΥ ΕΙΣ ΕΣΤΙΝ ΜΟΝΟΣ, ΛΕΓΩ, ΕΓΩ ΕΙΜΙ ΜΕΤ’ΑΥΤΟΥ.
    ΣΧΙΣΟΝ ΤΟ ΞΥΛΟ ΚΑΓΩ ΕΚΕΙ ΕΙΜΙ.
    ΕΓΕΙΡΟΝ ΤΟΝ ΛΙΘΟΝ ΚΑΚΕΙ ΕΥΡΗΣΕΙΣ ΜΕ.
    (from the apocryphal Gospel of Thomas, Oxyrhynchus Fragments)

    Yoy have split the wood and lifted the stone, M… you will know what to do.

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    1. To be continued.

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  2. A Greek Johnny Appleseed. To live each moment as if it were the last is wise. 🙂
    https://rolandyeomans.blogspot.com/2023/10/noir-vember-iwsg.html

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    1. I was so very touched that you wrote an entire chapter for me. It’s such a wonderful gift. Thank you, Roland.

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