POEM STARTER
Compose a poem about the lost art of boredom.
Are we missing out on the beauty of being bored?
Bordom
Do we do to much,
Why do we always rush,
Can we take a break,
Dip into the lake,
Or should we just sit,
Take a breath,
Let away all our stress,
We can try to be bored,
Give up on the hoards,
It will do us all some good,
Letting go of our moods,
Just listen to the silence,
It’ll be the loudest you’ve heard,
If you use your heart,