Found Friday

There's great risk in trying to start a weekly blog feature like "Found Friday" but my great love for FOUND POETRY might be enough to do something consistent for a change.

I started doing found poetry, bored one day in a coffee shop surrounded by a multitude of outdated newspapers. The results were actually surprising. Just because you are musing off the words of another doesn't necessarily mean they can't be transformed into your own.

I have recently been using a Henry David Thoreau book which seems to have some very interesting words on its pages. Also, romance novels do just fine. There's way more in store such as newspapers, street signs, billboards, photos (just wait), other people's stolen journals (maybe...you never know), and more.

Today's poem was subconsciously inspired by an interesting conversation with a friend's mom over the honor a soldier feels when fighting a war.

So for first found friday, may I present to you:

A YOUNG MAN'S WAR