If you’re not familiar with what found poetry entails; it’s essentially the concept of seeking out randomness in the world (words, phrases, etc.) and then using the limited parameters of that randomness to concoct a (hopefully or not) coherent poem. For this particular poem, I went around my campus and simply selected different interesting phrases and words I saw and gave myself a time limit to scope them out.
Searching
Group plans search
for a missing man,
a voice
an echo
to color our lives.
Group plans search
for brothers and sisters,
a voice
an echo
to color our lives.
Group plans search
for Neptune, God of the sea,
tipping
rocking
to color our lives.
Group plans search
for man, Timothy Leary,
tipping
rocking
to color our lives.
Group plans search
for the golden ticket,
injury
death
to color our lives.
Lovely!
Thank you!