Tuesday, April 15, 2014

A Found Poem from John Wyndham's Chrysalids

Inconceivable Terrain

Found poem by Jeffrey, Rzan, Sara, and Winny~ :)

Dreaming about a wonderful place,
Seeing a bit of a city,
Clustered on the curve of a big blue bay.

Strings of glow-worms along the shore,
Shiny fish-shaped things in the sky,
Sparks on the water.
Carts with no horses to pull them,
The streets, the buildings, the boats that lined the wonderful world as it had been before God sent Tribulation.

The world once upon a time,
Was beautiful,
Fascinating,
Lovely,
Yet strange.

The river,
The sky,
The hills connect.
The rain,
Swishing down at a fine speed towards the distant hills.
The top twigs land in a pile of soft sand.
The branches part,
The unusual scrambles to the top of the bank,
Leaving the security of the bushes,
Uncertain, serious, anxious.
Beset with incomprehensible misadventure,
The odd gripping tightly, breathing hard, crying, looking fearfully through the tears.

reference: from page 5-8

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