Saturday, December 6, 2008

Poems in Shops (continued)

So here it is - the infamous poem, now up in the "shop" for the world to appreciate, as opposed to being online for the world to appreciate. It's published anyhow. A word of advice for you who are eager to join in - bring your own sellotape so you can get it up quick and make good your escape!!

And yes the above photo was taken inside one of the cubicles of the local public loo - where the writing and photographing took place, so if you're the one who was outside wondering what the camera was pointed at - now you know.


In Situ it looks like this... (the one behind the postbox) --------------------------------------------------->

So c'mon the rest of ye and join in to make this the most successful "International Put your Poem in a shop" month ever! If you have a blog - put it up in your blog - otherwise email it to me and I'll post the picture of your poem up in a shop here.

5 comments:

swiss said...

top idea! i've been doing the same with poems in toilets courtesy of a stupid challenge with someone that i'd put poems up in a toilet in arbroath.

shops seem safer. i'm fairly certain i was mistaken for a cottager in edinburgh last week. it wasn't pretty

photogrpahic evidence tho. i can do that....

Emerging Writer said...

excellent, Is this Lucan?

Niamh B said...

Swiss - great - let us know when you have the proof up on your blog! hope your camera isn't as loud as mine.

Emerging - got it in one... where are you going to cover?

Anonymous said...

Poem from Drama Queen - photographic evidence still needed

DO YOU WANT TO RENT

a house that has a mouse behind the skirting?

Did you buy some cheese hoping

to please his taste-buds for certain?

For you I suggest a Danish Blue

or a rare Camembert to share.

But a piece of Red Cheddar might

better suit this spell of cold weather.

Domestic Oub said...

Too busy to skulk about shops right now, but thought I'd contribute a little...

Poems in Shops

Tiptoeing like a thief
unsuspecting superquinn
You've brought your
sellotape.

poems in shops
Kavanaghs chink reversed
Gonzo renegade
Niamh superpoet -
minus the cape.

Look left, look right
hide behind the trolleys.
Bringing art among the rooms to rent
juxtaposed escape.

And now that I think of it,
While I muse the artistic ilk
Could you do me a favour and
grab a pinta milk?