I spy with my little eye
–
Lowestoft skyline with
grain silo,
Gulliver, and St.
Peters Court saluting the clouds
An unnecessary railing
to stop feet from falling
(‘tho none have fallen
before)
Abandoned boats
Hats, scarves, and
coats
East coast ships dotted
along the horizon
Shivering marram grass
Smashed glass
Pebbles
Faded signs
Litter fluttering along
the sand
I hear with my little
ear –
Waves washing away the
shoreline
Haunting warblings of
troubled birds
Shingle crunching
beneath walkers’ boots
Dogs barking greetings
A helicopter hovering
above my head
The rev of a reversing
bus engine
The Kessingland flag
flickering against its pole
I taste with my little
tongue –
The sting of salt on my
lips
I smell with my little
nose –
Coffee from the café
behind me
Chips from an al fresco
pub lunch
The stench from the
sewer-works
Fumes from holiday
makers’ cars
I feel with my little
skin –
The sun’s hot hand
slapping my cheek
The wind’s fast fingers
tousling my hair
The warmth inside my
thermal socks
A tingling in my
fingers as they start to numb
The tug of the lead by
an eager puppy wanting to get home
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For our session task, we each had to write an opening chapter to a book entitled 'April'. I wrote about a young girl sitting in the car with her family, on their way to visit family for the Easter weekend. She doesn't want too go but she doesn't have a choice.
When we'd written our chapters, we mixed them up, and took back a different chapter. Our homework is to write the second chapter.
Our next meeting will be Tuesday 14th May, at 7pm in Lowestoft Library.
I love what you've written!
ReplyDeleteYour group sounds a very productive lot...how lucky are you...
Thank you :) Some days we get a bit chatty and don't get much done, but it is a very supportive group so I'm glad I go :)
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