This poem was created by making two columns. One with a list of nouns and the other with a list of modifiers. I then matched them up radomlyy and got this.Look at the one my thirteen year old son wrote.
The scarred Sky
The scarred sky,
rested on the tall table
the soggy presenter
looked at the funny T.V
the fatty pen,
the hard food
sat in the soft classroom
optop of crazy money
and a warm chair.
by me
Catfish Cushion
The Slimy woman took
some creamy poison and sat on a comfy catfish cushion
looking confident like a falcon then
suddenly day dreaming about a pink
cushion she ate some filling
followed by some elegant chocolate
cake.
by my son, (remember this was created
from mismatched words).
About omileye
Hi, I am a creative soul who has spent over fifteen years as a journalist, writer, healer and recently
as a committed eco-activist. I founded Humanity4Water with my husband to help protect
water and the environment through raising awareness, and a loving connection to the environment (which includes us). I created AharaLife to help create deep and lasting transformation in the lives of women and
those who really need it. What else can I say? I am the author of four books. Which includes my two new books due out: Dreamtime Awakening and The Seven Principle of Wellness. My name means " Water Gives Me Joy and Honor". I am the award winner of The Uk's Prince's Trust 1996 Best Young Business Comer of the Year and Co-Award Winner of Centa's Best Business Comer of the Year 2006. I graduated from London University School of Oriental and African Studies with a BA Honors in African Studies. I graduated in 2006 from Middlesex University with a BSC Honors in Complimentary Health Medicine (Ayurvedic Medicine).
I recently wrote a poem…not as wacky as yours, but go to my blog to read it.
That's great. I will. check it out.
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