Thursday, 24 May 2018

Every Picture Tells a Story

"Your task is to write a poem or a piece of prose from the point of view of one of the characters in this picture."

This is what one of our group came up with ...

All our sheep are special. 
We treat 'em all with care
We feed 'em swede and carrots
And plenty of fresh air.

On Mondays and on Tuesdays
We teach 'em how to knit, 
They're clever little blighters
And pick it up real quick.

On Wednesdays, we eat pancakes
A proper lovely feast
(But sheep'll only eat 'em
If they're spread with malted yeast.)

On Thursdays and on Fridays
They teach us how to "Baa"
And when we're all done learning
We go and grab a jar.

Saturdays are natter-days
We love to have a laugh
And then they all take turns to be
Pulled round in the old bath.

We play with 'em on Sundays
And sing 'em songs of praise
Then brush their woolly coats out, 
And leave 'em be, to graze.

Tuesday, 22 May 2018

Shoot the moon

Come fly with me above the stars
Soar on eagles wings by far
Ride a galaxy or two
Shooting stars will follow you
Higher, swifter up we go

Feel the fancy in the flight
Clouds are fluffy like cotton wool
Smooth and comfy off we go
Zooming round and round
Expressive joy and happiness  abound

Shoot the moon my turtle dove
Just continue, feel the love
We never want the ride to stop
On the unicorns back we hop
Jump the rainbows all around

A poem by Scottydotti, who was feeling inspired on 18/5/18

Friday, 11 May 2018

The 10 Word Sentence - Writing Prompt #5

Here's a quick and easy exercise for you.

  • Write a 10-word sentence. Exactly 10 words.
  • When you are happy with your sentence, add the sentence before and the sentence afterwards. 
This is an exercise to start you thinking about a story. How did we get here? Where do we go next? But it’s also an exercise to make you think about the exact words you use.

Tuesday, 1 May 2018

Poetry Starter - Writing Prompt #4

Here's a quick poetry starter exercise for you.
Using a one-word start, create a list of connected words -- words you associate with the start word. 
Now add a few additional words to turn your list into a poem.
Don’t deliberate ... try to work quickly and intuitively.

Jess started with the word – Wood, added 22 more words to her list, and then wrote this poem.

  In the wood,
  Bare tree branches
  Are sprouting catkins.
  A heron flies
  Suddenly past ash,
  Whilst a wagtail
  Hops between
  Primroses and anemones.
  Below green buds
  Bluebells line a pathway
  Which leads to a
  Waterfall, with
  Tumbling water,
  Roaring over stones
  In white bursts of surf,
  With Kingfisher above
  Baring bright colours
  Flashing past.

Monday, 30 April 2018

Loosen up your creative muscle

As a warm-up exercise each week we pick a random word and write for ten minutes about anything that comes into our heads related to that word. It’s an exercise in loosening the creative muscle. Sometimes we end up with gibberish, and sometimes we end up with something unexpected – a story, a poem, or a memory about something specific.

This week, Dorothy was inspired by the word TABLE and wrote this...

Dorothy's table
I would love to sit at the table to have tea with my son, but he never wants tea downstairs, never mind a table! However, about three years ago, when I came home from work, he told me to shut my eyes.

I thought, ‘Help! What's going to happen?’

He said, "Open them now!" and to my surprise, there was the most beautiful rainbow glass coffee table placed in the middle of the lounge floor.

“Wow!” I said, “this is truly amazing, Son. A million thanks...”

You see, I have wanted a rainbow table for years, and he always said,  "Don't be so flippin’ weird, Mum." So you can imagine how blessed I felt, to know he'd remembered. The thing was, it came just after the heartbreak of losing my mum. He thought it would make me smile again. It sure did. I asked him how on earth did he manage to find such a perfect rainbow table.

“Mr Google, of course,” he said.

It still has pride place in our lounge. On the table there are always candles burning – I love my scented candles – a glass of red wine, a book, and always a notebook of some sort, and pens and pencils. When I got it he did say I wasn't allowed to clutter it, but he approves because in my house he knows there are always notebooks and pens on tables, chairs and even the floor.

I just adore my rainbow table. A few friends, and even my landlord, have nearly fallen over it. But I always say, “Breaka my table, and I breaka yir jaw!" Ha ha!

I guess it's been my favourite table of all time.