Today my students created some Blackout Poetry (an idea that is all over Pinterest). I am smitten with their brains. Forgive the image quality.
She was talking to me
I hardly even
know
but I felt
funny
so I
opened the wardrobe
What I found
was too private. I didn’t want to talk
But it was time.
the pearl shrilling
with
courage
And electric strength
kicked out
by a
bright
face
read from a great book
The flames danced
shadows
upon
Children
and
the books
his ears were
the music of evil
he slept
quiet as a
stone
something hurt you
felt
as
crushed paper
remember
me
evil embraced
him on both cheeks
death give up
my soul
that
Horned
little dragon
dis-
turbed in his shade
He missed
the music
his heart gave
through the crowd
came a sad
fault of His.
the World,
grew dark and dangerous
abandoned
running lose
Yes,
You’d think being my age was some kind
of disease
She
was
useless
mindless tasteless
April
held a gift wrapped in
fault
That
triggered
favor
I had
hope
dim light
I felt so
certain
nothing had changed
slowly, painfully across
the great distance
weakly stopping
me
I heard my heart shatter
Letting myself feel the pain of losing
One. Two. Three.
Life outside this room.
Blinded by
the
outside crisp afternoon
that
evening
after a
breeze
of darkness,
he
searched for a true answer
I didn’t take pictures of all of them, but here are a few others I just like for the sheer wording:
I shiver in
the cold shaking. I
was
terrified
but
I looked out the window
I clumped
into her bedroom
sat on the edge of her spread
I’m sick
I sat through endless hours at
school
meteor shower. It’s a class assignment.
Poetically,
Des
twelfthlight.com 
