Poetic Collage

I’m no poet.
I write fragments, bits;
I pore over magazines of ideas


Removing a ‘please your man’
or just a ‘man’ -then
I paste those fragments across my notebook.

Like quilting

But I’m no quilter.
I’d stitch myself together
Very un-artistically.

“Let’s try collage,”
I tell the no-one who reads my poetry.
And stick my fingers to each other-
The glue gone gummy
from mishmash poeming.

“Next time,” I decide
‘midst the detritus,
“I’ll stick to macramé.”

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©2022 Chel Owens

21 thoughts on “Poetic Collage

  1. tnkerr September 10, 2022 / 1:04 pm

    I don’t think you’re going to pull the wool over anyone’s eyes with all this macramé talk. You’re a poet.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Nope, Not Pam September 11, 2022 / 5:13 am

    Love this, you’ve really matched the styles perfectly 😊

    Liked by 1 person

  3. johnlmalone September 13, 2022 / 11:50 pm

    I like the way you hop and skip over different ways of expressing creativity 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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