Zelda's!

Yay!  I made it to another Zelda's. We did a phrase poem where Tom picked random phrases out of the "Urbanite" and we wrote based on those.  The phrases were:

Until the age of 21

A unique selection

White foam churns on the surface

Spend less time in their cars

Taking a class on sound

No boys allowed

Appeals to and attracts the people

The Summer of 1919

I chose to write all the words vertically, in order, and create matching sentences, as follows:

Until the end of time

The wisdom of the sages

Age indeterminate

Of forever we drink and eat

21 days later

A chemical collides

Unique and ubiquitous

Selection is natural

White clouds polka dotted with blue

Foam residue marks the tide even as it

Churns like an upset stomach

On the cusp of your first performance

The night beckons and you examine the

Surface of the playing field

Spend time trying to determine if

Less is more

Time does not stand still

In the freeze frame 

Their lips almost touch and

Cars pass by

Taking no notice

A baby is born

Class ends

On the sweetest Sunday

Sound is eaten like candy

No child can resist

Boys searching for the next best thing

Allowed to find themselves among

Appeals from several women

To infinity

And beyond.  Space

Attracts me and I am summoned to

The outer rim.  Outside of him.

People cannot find me underneath all

The vocabulary but it is

Summer and the sky

Of blue is reminiscent of

1919.