Wild Wonders

 

In the third workshop of the series, we encountered the astonishing plant-life and fungi of the dunes. There was plenty to inspire us as we experimented with various forms of constrained writing (which can be paradoxically liberating!). Here are some acrostic poems written on the night using the phrase Wild Wonders. It always amazes me how we all have our own unique creative path to follow from the same starting point, as these four poems beautifully demonstrate . . .

Wild Wonders

Walking alone
In the dunes
Looking at the grasses
Dancing in the breeze

When I walk I think
Of all the things about me
Not of crowds or work
Definitely not work
Even when disturbed by
Rowdy passers by
Serenity returns

Ian Homewood

Wild Wonders

We walked further than we intended.

I looked around for some familiar landmark.

Lost! I hate being lost!

Didn’t know what to do!

 

We looked at the map, an

Ordinance survey map of the area.

Not easy to find the path we were on. There were so many.

Down near the river. Perhaps we should try and find where the water was. Would it be in a valley?

Emily started to cry and that upset the others.

Right it was time to get a little tough and

Stop all the tears, otherwise we would never find our way home.

Kathryn Ashton

 

Flooded Tree

Water water everywhere

Intruding my space.

Life must go on

Despite this inundation.

 

Where are my roots?

Overrun by flood.

Not gone though

Despite the deluge;

Extending to drier parts,

Reaching out,

Surviving.

Alastair McMurdo

Wild Wonders

 

What

I 

Like about wandering through the 

Dunes is

 

Winding through 

On small paths

Never sure when I will 

Deviate from the main one

Ever alert to seeing a jewel lizard

Resting and

Sunning himself drawing in the warmth

 

Jill Head