Book titles are a great source of inspiration. I pulled these from some catalogs I found while cleaning. Found poetry, indeed.
The secret library
the odd one out
in the great green room
is lost among the living
no time to clean
the mist in the mirror
in simple circles and quick curves
touch the wild
garden at the dragon’s gate
an antidote to venom
the eve of a hundred midnights
the desire of the everlasting hills
nothing is worth more than this day
The Daily Compost 