lost and found/2022 beginnings

The “finding it first” challenge from Laura at dVerse was to create a “found poem” by taking the first line of the first poem from each month of 2022 to create a new poem. No changes other than tenses, no additions other than conjunctions, but enjambment okay and the lines don’t have to be in order. 

Three years of hoping
still she carries spring in her step,
though the bluebells are tardy this year.

The alarm goes off at midnight, mid-winter,
listen to him crowing under the blood moon!
If we make it through December,
then what if I wrap up my truth, and
throw the Christmas tree out the door?

Some nights, sleep rises like static, and
I don’t understand why the humans persist.

 

This came out sounding rather dark, although some of the poems they came from were meant to be funny ones, eg the last line comes from a poem about my pig eating doormats. They also almost all come from responses to dVerse prompts! 🙂 

These are the first lines and where they came from:
January: Throw the Christmas tree out the door from ‘anno dissolvi’
February: She carries spring in her step from ‘mum’s hairdressing salon II’
March: I don’t understand why the humans persist from ‘high fibre snacks’
April: Listen to him crowing from ‘summoning the sun’
May: Some nights, sleep rises like static from ‘SNR < 1 & F(net) = 0’
June: What if I wrapped up my truth from ‘a little empty space’
July: Mid-winter from ‘woodsmoke’
August: The alarm goes off at midnight from ‘looking up’
September: three years of hoping from ‘labour of love’
October: The bluebells are tardy this year from ‘bluebells’
November: Under the blood moon from ‘under a lilly-pilly moon’
December: If we make it through December from ‘If we make it through December’

I’ve never written a found poem before, and rarely go back and re-read any of my poems. So this was a really interesting challenge, and I enjoyed it very much.  Thanks Laura!

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