Simultaneous assumptions,
not to be confused
with logic,
in any inconsistent argument
cannot be a surprise.
A wager
that can lead to ruin—
irrational intimacy, the solution
to overabundance in which
water is more useful
than diamonds.

© SF Jones, 2015

In response to the Found Poetry Review prompt Paradox Poem.

Poem created from found text:
Wikipedia contributors, “List of paradoxes,” Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, (accessed November 11, 2015).


Self-appointed agents
inherently irrational incessant
The worst one yet
regression / the usual terror
permanent risk go
Days are gone legitimate
everyone turn against virally
imposing / can’t won’t don’t
Going to hell abandoned
chaotic eventually
anticipate anything
could go wrong.

© SF Jones, 2015

In response to the Found Poetry Review prompt Change.

Poem created from the original work:
Turak, August, 2014. Forbes. Fear of Change and 6 Ways to Overcome it. Accessed March 18, 2015.

I’ll remember you

He has it,
the first word.
It’s about time.

I hear the waves
too soon.

Come and get it
he called me
all day long
however you like it.

If we were older.

He called me
into the water,
it’s about time.
From here to there
each of us
up in the air
more than the other.

I noticed the fire
the stars came out.

Perhaps we should
feel the warm ocean,
if we were older
give it away
all day long.

The answer is yes
come and get it.

© SF Jones, 2014


Written in response to the Found Poetry Review prompt, Instant Phrases. Created from Dr. Edward Fry’s Instant Phrase List (as hosted by Timothy Rasinski, Ph.D.).


alien and alive

contemplating drowning its

lyrical loneliness slow
and fragile

the world lurks
answers teasing

sensitive subtle
victims work in exchange
for damaged

the journey
from love to cold

© SF Jones, 2014


Written in response to the Found Poetry Review prompt, Reading in 2014. Created from the summary text written by Jason Sheehan, Maureen Corrigan, and Ellah Allfrey on the NPR Book Concierge for the titles the Man with the Compound Eyes by Wu Ming-Yi, the Secret Place by Tana French, and the Dead Lake by Hamid Ismailov respectively.

A brief history of the last year…

2014 / Year of the horse / Year of Bae who vaped boutique blends and followed her dreams / of becoming a budtender / Year of #indyref who almost knew what it meant to be new / when slacktivism became normcore and contactless options removed average Joe one step further from responsibility / Average thought about taking a selfie / but that would be so 2013.

© SF Jones, 2014

A little bit of fun based on the poetry prompt, Words of the Year, by the Found Poetry Review. 

Old Rebel

Great years take root
and grow.
Lie for some other place.
He pushes himself,
hides my view.
Limbs bare / fall on me.
Heavy morning rings
with axes cut and
carried away.
Shade me,
protect me from years alone.
Come again until we lose.

© SF Jones, 2014

In response to the Found Poetry Review prompt the Old, Rough Stone and the Gnarled Tree.

Words borrowed from the original work:
Gruelle, Johnny, 2004. The Old, Rough Stone and the Gnarled Tree. Friendly Fairies. EBook #11315.