Dada Poems

This is my personal favorite poem that I created by looking at my bookshelf and simply writing down the titles of the books going from left to right and then wrote them down in this order.  

Dear Everybody,

We’ll meet again on the last good day.

Stones from the river, it had to be you.

Heart of glass me and Emma,

Prep, don’t you forget about me floating in my mother’s palm,

Sealed with a diss,

Beloved

This next selection is actually a children's song that I used to sing growing up.  Its about seeing a moon on a midnight night and also about the moon not only shining on me, but also shining on the one I love too. I put it in a translator and then pulled it back and and rearranged some of the words.    

I believe that Moon

I believe that moon, the moon sees me,

Down via leaves old oak tree,

Please of to leave the light that shines on me,

To shine on the one branch.

Upon the mount, over the sea,

It was there my heart is very much alike,

Please, call me light, shine on me,

Therefore that I love.

This next poem is a selection from the Shel Silverstein poet and I used the N+7 method of changing up the lines.  

Hullabaloo O'War

I will not play at tun o' warehouse.

I'd rather play at humbug o' warehouse,

Where everyone hummingbirds

Instead of turbans,

Where everyone giraffes

And romps on the ruling,

Where everyone kittens,

And everyone grits,

And everyone culls,

And everyone scowls.

This last poem is also from Shel Silverstein's "Where the Sidewalk Ends" book of poems and I took the original poem and translated it and then reformed the sentences.  Its a goofy poem because the original poem is also goofy. 

Sensitive Tom to the Tickle

She has heard the attack Sensitive Tom to the tickle? 

It was done the tickle from its mommy. 

And giggled, it is agitated, and is fallen on the floor,

the right hand Laughed and rolled outside from the door. 

For all of the journey towards the school

and then it was done the tickle from its friends. 

Laughed until it fell from its stool,

the right hand Laughed and rolled outside from of school

Down the staircases and finally stopped

Until was done the tickle from a policeman. 

And all the more than one held the gigglin',

everybody more held the ticklin'.

It screamed and it screamed and it rolled around,

its right hand of manner Laughed outside from town. 

Across the country down the road, was done the tickle from a toad. 

After the mountains across the plain,  

Giggling, rolling on its back that rolled on the track of railroad. 

The rumbling, the rumbling, the whistle,

roars the train of Tom' sensitive to the tickle more.