Rerooted: rediscover the roots of everyday words﻿

Collaborative piecemeal poem featuring my fantastic makeshift group of 5

The most surprising thing about this ~10 minute brainstorm and integration exercise was just how amazing the final poem ended up flowing!

rumbles, rushing, rumping, running, ruling

fate fumbles, and fate falls, so fabulously

as a child I dreamed about the day I would

as a child I﻿ knew a bumfuzzle who would

always yell at me for playing too close to his lawn

﻿a shushing silence sweeps over me as my

heart withers away from your shivering words

﻿but love is love is love, or is it a rose?

to bloom, to love, with millions of little vibrations﻿

Everything below this point is based on the exercise prompts that Lauren gave us — from the random word pulled, to using particular sounds or sentences, and the 10-minute flash poem I constructed.  

: in a direction contrary to the sun's course, considered as unlucky; counterclockwise."she danced widdershins around him"

﻿like a weighted blanket ﻿that offers no warmth