snowball experiments with 7

in honor of the number 7, being studied currently by 7th graders at marshall middle school, we're experimenting with the surrealist exercise in which a poem "snowballs" from one word to two words to three words to four words to five words to six words to seven words -- well, we're stopping at seven. you could go on and on i suppose. content is up to you, which makes it somewhat challenging to get started, but here are a few i came up with on the fly to show our students. not saying they are the best, but i will say the experiments were delightful and took me to another head space.


SNOWBALL EXPERIMENT POEMS w. 7

ROAD TRIP

Dying

Is meant

For dangerous roads.

Take me with you.

We don't share the night.

I dream of you in gold.

You dream of me in green leaves.

You dream of me in green leaves.

I dream of you in gold.

We don't share the night.

Take me with you

On dangerous roads

Meant for

Dying.

WOMEN

Our bellies

Bulge and cave

Depending on the season.

What if our minds outlive

Our bodies and we fail to

Remember our lives? Crave me, still.

Remember our lives? Crave me, still.

Our bodies and we fail to

What if our minds outlive,

Depending on the season.

Bulge and cave.

Our bellies

Women:

COME CLOSER

You

Don't know

Many things about

Me. You never asked.

Now you want to know.

I'll tell you later, but first:

Stand closer so you can really listen.

Stand closer so you can really listen.

I'll tell you later, but first:

Now you want to know.

Me. You never asked.

Many thing about

Don't know

You.