One time I worked at a carpet store. Here’s a poem composed entirely of the names they used for carpet colors.
Stingray tapdance malted thunderbolt.
Diffused light winfield landslide
thunderbolt raffia.
Tapdance rococo beige.
Topgun ryetoast
royale fashion place wicker.
Success chocolate.
Tender grey upbeat mushroom.
Soft nutmeg summer smoke
monk’s hood bushwhacked cloudswept paperbag.
Upbeat quarrystone.
Wineberries embrace.
Pioneer’s mesa cameo mist.
Timeless beige.
Salsa chaps winter dusk.
Pink spangles diamond dust.
Cobra viper essence.
3 responses so far ↓
poetswhoblog // May 15, 2008 at 4:36 am |
Very original idea behind composing a poem. Interesting.
Crafty Green Poet // May 18, 2008 at 3:15 pm |
how do they think up those names? Works really well as a poem!
Jill // June 3, 2008 at 5:48 pm |
Ok, this cracks me up! I love it…I love that you remember the names!