Finding poetry

Now I've lost my shears.

It's one thing to lose scissors, but shears? I had to get out an old pair of shears - and quickly found out why I bought a new pair. They did cut but only if they felt like it.

For a few moments I thought I'd lost my new yellow watering can too. I bought bright yellow deliberately so I couldn't lose it. I found it at last but had to wander around the garden a few times. I knew I'd used it near the barbecue (to pour water over Grandson3 who'd been water-shooting me earlier and I promised I'd get my revenge! And sweet it was!) So I was convinced it had to be there somewhere.

Do you do that? Be convinced the watering can/scissors/shears/whatever is in a certain place and keep looking there even though it's plainly not there?

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Someone from writing group suggested we do some found poetry. In the example she sent me, the writer had taken a page from a book and inked out most of it just leaving odd words to create a poem.

When I did it on a writing course we did it differently. In the first example I cut words out of a magazine, and fitted them together in a way I liked.

Jeremy Clarkson was a car person from television who wrote sometimes amusing articles in a Sunday magazine. All the words or phrases in this poem are taken from one of his articles.

I think the cutting-out method gives us more scope so I'll probably suggest that to the group.

And finally, do you like my new t-shirt?