An Index Poem

Written for:  NaPoWriMo – Day 12
Have you ever flipped to the index of a book and found it super interesting?
Today, I challenge you to write your own index poem. You could start with found language from an actual index, or you could invent an index, somewhat in the style of this poem by Thomas Brendler.  (

Attitude, she had an
Broke, all those hearts, she
Cold, people in her company felt
Diamonds, the only thing she loved was
Eventually, she fell from favor
Failed, her charms
Gorgeous, no longer
Hollow, her eyes became
Inertia, stricken with
Joy, never capable of true
Karma, what goes around comes around, it is
Love, never felt
Miserable, how she ended her life

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to An Index Poem

  1. whimsygizmo says:

    Sad. Great use of the index!

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  2. ihatepoetry says:

    Excellent poem, great use of the technique! Very sad, but in a good way.

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