Category: Found Poems

Poetry Friday, Week 12: Getting Ready for National Poetry Month 2023

3/23/2023

Welcome to Poetry Friday. Rose at Imagine the Possibilities is hosting us this week with whispers of spring, daffodils, and hummingbirds.

This week, I've been busy getting things ready for National Poetry Month 2023. Between Friday poet interviews and daily poetry videos from my students at Texas Women's University, and the Classic Found Poem, it will be chock full of poetry.

You're Invited. Share a Classic Novel Found Poem!

I wrote this found poem from Frankenstein by Mary Shelley in response to a prompt in February about Frankenstein.
Frankenstein, Chapter Five, a found poem

I.
A dreary night
I might infuse a spark of being
Into the the lifeless thing

the rain pattered against the panes
the candle nearly out
the creature opened the dull yellow eye

The wretch
his limbs in proportion
his yellow skin, hair a lustrous black
teeth, pearly whiteness
his watery eyes and straight black lips
II.
Different accidents of life
not so changeable
Deprived of rest and health
I threw myself on the bed
the dream vanished

I was disturbed
by the wildest dreams
I held the corpse of my dead Mother
I saw grave-worms crawling
I started from my sleep

The wretch
The miserable monster
I had created
III.
I took refuge in the courtyard,
catching and fearing
each sound
My pulse beat,
my palpitating of every artery.

I sank to the ground.
Langor and extreme weakness.
Dreams had been my food
Now a hell
Avoid the wretch.

© 2023, Jone Rush MacCulloch

I will have a Padlet ready to be loaded next Friday. I will feature the Padlet on April 14. I can't wait to see your found poems on what you consider to be classic reads!

Poetry Friday, Week 11: Spark 54

3/16/2023

©Graphic by Amber Fleek

Laura at Small Reads for Brighter Days is hosting Poetry. She is previewing her project for National Poetry Month. She's invited others to play along. It sounds fun and engaging.

Speaking of National Poetry Month, I will be sharing poem videos written by poetry friends. These poems were donated to my students at Texas Women's University for a midterm project. I am very excited to see these poems come to life.

Last month, I participated in another collaborative effort with Spark 54. This project is organized by the fabulous Amy Souza. She paired me with Bianca Schrader who shared the following poem:

Temples By Bianca Schrader
Inspiration piece
All things beautiful
All things sacred
All things worshiped, holy in quiet spaces.
Sun-dappled anything. Curls of steam out of a favorite cup. Piles of books, some to be read,
some just hopefuls.
Unﬁnished projects.
Cards from close friends.
All things ordinary. All things precious, placed with purpose.
All stories to tell.
Soft light, quiet mornings.
Late for work, out the door.
Company is coming, sweep the ﬂoor.
So that they may take their shoes oﬀ.
Make yourself at home in mine. I’ll make it comfortable.
I’ll try to let you in once you’ve entered!
This is my church. I’m the god worshiped here
and so are you.
we are the same, you just built your church a little diﬀerently.
All things beautiful.
we are the same, you just built your church a little diﬀerently.
All things beautiful.

This is my response to Bianca's poem. Mixed media.

To see my Inspiration piece, "Portals" and Bianca's response poem, "Windows", visit Spark.

Only a Month Away, Invitation: April 14, 2023 Classic Found Poetry Palooza

Poetry Friday, Week 8: Remembering An Unwanted Anniversary

2/24/2023

Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference is hosting Poetry Friday this week. She's sharing a found poem by her daughter and reminding us about patience versus kicking-butt.

Ukrainian poet Taras Shevchenko Monument. Saint Petersburg, Russia January 20, 2023. REUTERS/Stringer

.This week marks the unwanted anniversary of Russian invading Ukraine. Last Saturday, the interstate bridge over the Columbia River had many out in support of Ukraine with flags and signs.

As one of the prompts of Laura Shovan's Poetry Travel, a different photo was shared about Russians honoring victims of from the January bombing. Sometimes the best I can do is to find a poem in the news. I found this article at Reuters.

Found Poem from “Russians lay flowers at improvised memorials to commemorate Dnipro dead”

Remembering the Dniro Dead

laying flowers
at the monument
to Ukrainian poet, Taras Shevchenko
improvised memorials
victims of a Russian missile attack
people were still unaccounted

One ribbon read "Forgive"
universal human values
compassion, goodwill, grief
one way or another
this shouldn't become normal

©2023, jone rush macculloch

Invitation: April 14, 2023 Classic Found Poetry Palooza

©Poetry Friday, Week 7: Found Poetry by Moe Phillips and an Invitation

2/16/2023

©design, Amber Fleek

Welcome to Poetry Friday. This week Molly at Nix the Comfort Zone is hosting and her post on winter trees has my heart. I agree they are mesmerizing.

Today I'm sharing a found poem by Moe Phillips. Moe is a poetry friend. We've taken classes together and shared poems in a couple of books edited by Sylvia Vardell and Janet Wong(Pomelo Books). She's also been published by The Dirigible Balloon in Chasing Clouds edited by Jonathan Humble. These are just a few places that Moe's been published.
Moe is the ingenious creator of The Feisty Beast.

We have been chatting about the idea of found poetry using the "Classics" and how fun it would be to invite others to find a found poem within the pages of their favorite classic. Today I am sharing Moe Phillips found poem.

Moby Meadow
From Moby Dick- Chapter One “Loomings” -Herman Melville

Deep into distant woodlands winds a mazy way.
Mountains bathed in their hill-side blue,
like a snow hill in the air.
The great floodgates of the wonder-world swung open.
You wade knee-deep among Tiger-lilies.
And there they stand- miles of them.
Take almost any path you please.
Feel such a mystical vibration.
Like a grasshopper in a May meadow.
There is magic in it.
Be content.
Surely all this is not without meaning.

©, 2023 Moe Phillips

You're Invited!

On April 14, 2023, I will be hosting Poetry Friday. I would like to make it a Classic Found Poetry theme. You're invited to find a classic and create a found poem from its pages. I am listening and rereading Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte for my found poem. I will create a pallet for us to put our poems on. I hope you'll be inspired and join Moe and me in creating a Classic Found Poetry Palooza.

Poetry Friday, Week 42: A Found Poem

10/20/2022

Graphic by Amber Fleek

Bridget at wee words for wee ones is celebrating the first anniversary of her poetry collection, 10.10 Poetry Anthology: Celebrating 10 in 10 Different Ways.

As part of the recent Georgia Heard's and Rebecca Kai Dotlich's class, we were encouraged to write a "found" poem, using Georgia's book, The Arrow Finds Its Mark: A Book of Found Poems, as a mentor text. What I love about this book, is the poetry isn't just from other poems.

I went in search of texts to find a found poem. I had a lot of choices and my head was swirling with possibilities. I settled on Breath Prayer: an ancient practice for the Everyday Sacred by Christine Valters Paintner. Painter is someone I have been reading since returning from my trip to Ireland and I have there's a lot to explore at Abbey of the Arts.

The passage I selected was from her chapter, "Morning Coffee or Tea."

Starting the morning with tea (usually green) is very much my daily routine. I am doing a deep dive into found poetry. How do you make it your own with borrowed lines? Can you mix found lines with borrowed lines? so many questions.

NEXT WEEK: I AM HOSTING POETRY FRIDAY.
PLEASE JOIN ME.

Poetry Friday, Week 32: Lessons from Georgia O'Keefe

9/3/2021

This week Heidi at my juicy little universe is hosting Poetry Friday. If you want to learn about ghazals this is the place.

I just returned earlier this week from a road trip to Souther California to see family. Today, I rearranged and organized several things before I realized it was Poetry Friday.

This summer I created this found poem and art from an article about Georgia O'Keefe. Since school has begun in many places, it might be a good time share lessons from Georgia O'Keefe.

Lessons from Georgia O’Keefe

Great artists
observe the world
Watching the light
looking
out the window
The full pale moon
Early morning
Lavender sky, purple hills
the feeling of space
Daily rituals-
rise with the sun
take an early walk
Don’t sweat mistakes
something will come
Stay with it
Be yourself
Carve your own path

©jone rush macculloch, 2021

Poetry Friday, Week 24: Poetry Swap Time

6/18/2021

Welcome to Poetry Friday. We are so close to half way through the year. Does anyone know how to slow down time? This week Buffy at Buffy Silverman is sharing observations and thoughts about spring time. I love her photos and what she has cerated with the word 'time'.

Summer means swapping poetry with others. This past week, I had poetry mail from Tabatha. She has a teaser in her post for Mary Lee a couple weeks ago. Blessings. They are rather fun to write. This blessing from Tabatha speaks to anyone cultivating words. Yesterday I started collecting the poems that have lived on my blogs since 2006 and it indeed felt like I was a standing in a poem garden,

A blessing for those who cultivate words
by Tabatha Yeatts
for Jone

May the sun find your seeds
and rain settle on your sprouts
and may you pick the weeds
of distraction and fear
from around your precious seedlings.

May you invite birds to sing
on your branches, bees to
circle your blossoms, and
praying mantises to stoutly
guard your growth.

May your fingers be nimble
as you stand before rows of bushes,
ripe with the fruit of your imagination.

May your feet tread
gently but firmly as you walk
the dirt paths between these overflowing bushes,
holding your words in your hands,
your pockets, and cradled
in the bottom of your shirt.

May you find the few you need
on the sparse bush that holds words
for hard times, for times when silence
and togetherness
are most necessary.

May you stand before
the one you never
thought would bear fruit
and feel the joyous
bewilderment
of seeing more than you can hold.

My response:
seeds of sprouts
nimble with imagination-
your blossoms

walk dirty paths
hold words in silence
feel joyous

~jone rush macculloch, 2021 draft

Poetry Friday, Week 20: #PoemsforMaryLee, #MarvelousMaryLee

5/20/2021

Welcome to Poetry Friday. There is SO much happening. And some my fault as I took two weeks away from posting.
First, all the poetry magic is being rounding up by none other than Christie Wyman at Wondering And Wandering.

A HAPPY BIRTHDAY shout out to Christie as she has completed another journey around the sun. Hooray. And it just so happens I have a little surprise for her in the prize announcements below.
Second, I do have some announcements about giveaways after the MAIN EVENT which is to honor #MarvelousMaryLee.

Main Event: #PoemsforMaryLee, #MarvelousMaryLee

In October 2007, I was a lucky person to meet Mary Lee at the first ever Kidlit/YA blogging conference in Chicago, IL.
Her blog, A Year of Reading was one I read each week and looked forward to the book and poetry connection.
Poetry projects each April, poetry swaps, commenting on poems, haiku, and thoughts about social justice to give her students agency, Mary Lee may be retiring but I imagine her legacy is long-lasting.
I am so excited for your new chapter, Mary Lee. May it be rich with roads that are unexpected and magical. So glad I have gotten to know you through poetry. Here's to the journey. The following poem is cubed and found. I looked through your poems of the past year and gather words to write something in honor of you. The photo is from last weekend in the Redwoods State and National Forests, norther California

Announcement, Announcement, Announcement!

I have four book prize packages to send to four readers from the April Giveaways:
THE SNOW FELL THREE GRAVES DEEP by Allan Wolf: Linda Mitchell
STARFISH by Lisa Fipps: Heidi Mordhorst
EVERYWHERE BLUE by Joanne Rossmassler Fritz: Michelle Heidenrich Barnes
THE WISDOMOF TREES by Lita Judge: Christie Wyman
Please contact me so I have your mailing addresses.
CONGRATULATIONS.

Poetry Friday: The Round Up is Here! Join Us!

2/4/2021

I'm so happy to host Poetry Friday this week.

A new year, fresh and into the second month already. How does that happen?

Poetry Friday is a weekly happening for all who love poetry, Write it. Read it. Pass it on.

I found my first Poetry Friday post HERE. It was to announce the CYBILS POETRY winner for 2006. The post ran in February 2007. Thirteen years of Poetry Friday for me. Whether you are new to Poetry Friday or have many posts, welcome, welcome.

THE 2021 POETRY POSTCARD POETREE

I thought of this image as I wrote the poem. Tualatin Wildlife Refuge, 2016.

There were a total of eleven participants for the 2021 New Year Poetry Postcard Exchange.
This week I curated words from all the poems creating a FOUND poem. I hope you will consider joining the exchange in 2022.

Refusing to Wait for Springtime

Minted moon silverdrops, yesterday’s rain,
reflecting an invitation for merrymaking on the icy pond.

Beneath the surface, unseen creatures
busy themselves with an honest day’s work.

Chickadees flying free, blue herons perching
high in a tree watching the morning joy.

© jone rush macculloch (2021 draft)

Poetry Friday: Oidhche Shamhna (Halloween Night)

10/29/2020

Did you know? Snèap (turnips) were the first Jack O' Lanterns.

Tuesday in Scottish Gaelic class, I found some Halloween phrases and worked to create a "found" poem with them.

Oidhche Shamhna
by Jone Rush MacCulloch

a' ghealach os cionn
fuaim na gaoithe
bidh taibhsean agus uilebheistean ann
ruith
air slighe lanntairean snèap
Oidhche Shamhna

Halloween Night
by Jone Rush MacCulloch

the moon above
the sound of the wind
ghosts and monsters are
running
on the turnip latern path
Halloween Night

If you ever want to know what ELL (English Language Learners) go through, I suggest learning a new language. I decided to record my poem. Halting, unsure, hesitant but I did it. You can find it here: https://youtu.be/eoxf6n8-pNo. Enjoy.

Head on over to Linda at TeacherDance who is hosting our Halloween Eve Poetry Friday posts.
Linda has a prose poem and another, "Sill Halloween". Enjoy.

WINNER, WINNER, PUMPIN PIE DINNER: JAMA, you won a copy of THIS POEM IS A NEST. Congrats!

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Poetry Friday, Week 12: Getting Ready for National Poetry Month 2023

You're Invited. Share a Classic Novel Found Poem!

Poetry Friday, Week 11: Spark 54

Only a Month Away, Invitation: April 14, 2023 Classic Found Poetry Palooza

Poetry Friday, Week 8: Remembering An Unwanted Anniversary

Invitation: April 14, 2023 Classic Found Poetry Palooza

©Poetry Friday, Week 7: Found Poetry by Moe Phillips and an Invitation

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Poetry Friday, Week 42: A Found Poem

NEXT WEEK: I AM HOSTING POETRY FRIDAY.
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Poetry Friday, Week 32: Lessons from Georgia O'Keefe

Poetry Friday, Week 24: Poetry Swap Time

Poetry Friday, Week 20: #PoemsforMaryLee, #MarvelousMaryLee

Main Event: #PoemsforMaryLee, #MarvelousMaryLee

Announcement, Announcement, Announcement!

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