WEA Poem and Painting Workshop (week 2)

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Sunset

 

Saffron squashes and sunbeams leap

Freedom flows and the field grows

Red skies warning artist forming

Welcome to our sunset vortex

 

Blobs of paint were placed in the centre on the page and then the page folder squashing the paint out to make an image of pure chance.

 

The young person who wrote and painted this struggles to cope after addiction, this is the only group they attend and a reason to leave the flat. Some days it can be hard to deal with this person in our group, it’s not easy to be tolerant. How much hard is it to survive after a crisis though? Can’t say I’d be strong enough to walk out the door or dare to hold my head up in a crowd.

Please be merciful to others.

WEA Paint and Poem Workshop

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Evening At Sea

Come set sail with me in my green boat

As our evening turns blue and we just float,

Come let us drift to the remote.

Don’t worry about the stormy sky

All will fade as time goes by

I know how life can make us cry

So come set sail with me and we can all drift free.

Return to WEA Creative Writing

Q: Create a six word story. Try to hook your reader so they ask what? Why? How? Examples of this;

  • ‘For sale: baby shoes, never worn.’ By Ernest Hemingway
  • ‘Dad called: DNA back: he isn’t’ By Helen Fielding
  • ‘Megan’s baby: John’s surname, Jim’s eyes’ By Simon Armitage

My attempts…

” ‘Student party Tuesday, get here!’

” ‘heard your call: come home soon’

” ‘You’re gay so? Come home son’

” ‘Lost her: taken from Kidderminster 10:15’

” ‘Cracked it! Quick phone Major Black…’

” ‘Held hostage…can see number…192.’

Liked this one even if I couldn’t get it below seven words; ‘Dog for sale: eats anything loves children’

Week 9 Creative Writing with WEA

Q; Open brief, you have 400 words on the subject of your favorite food, Good luck.

Oh Apple Pie

Just a child I was, but the memory stayed long after

Like those long summer day full of laughter

Nanny’s homemade apple pie, with ice-cream too

Many years ago when birds flew and the sky was blue

I tell you it’s true that’s how our world once was

Very few environmental laws until the disaster

No more the world’s master, the storm was faster

Ocean currents now changed our climate rearranged

Warmth exchanged for cold and ice that was the price.

The sky is now white with icy blight; life has to fight for its own right

Nature has taken back her gifts, power she shifts

Southward mankind drifts to where trees still grow

My hope from the snow I bring to sow one lonely apple seed.