I was in Norway
10+ hours travel
and then a special time
with about 30 beautiful humans.
Mid-way in
I read a poem.
I had scrawled it in my
DAY BOOK
on the flight.
It was this::
When I am alone
on a train
In a cafe
in an Airport
away from desk
and work.
I observe humans
connecting
communicating
colliding.
I examine my life
values
faith
journey
compass
refocus
love
vulnerability.
I feel poetic
I feel deeper
I feel like scratching
below the surface
and bleed
- in a positive kinda way .....
pip wilson
Norway
Then I asked them to write a poem
stretch their creativity
using short punchy lines
(you can do this)
I gave them a few short words
something to guide/help
then some space/pause/to write.
These were the lines::
I feel ......
Inside I am ....
A person on my mind is .....
I yearn to be ....
I yearn to become ....
The first words in my book will be .....
Home as a place ...
Home inside me is .....
Everyone sat writing.
Silence
depth
beautifulness.
Then
only then -
I asked if any would be willing
to read out their poem.
About ten did.
Powerful
Moving
Spiritual.
I asked later
if they would send them to me.
If I could tell you about them.
Display here?
Here are two
sent to me
right from the heart.
Choices in Life!
I feel rejected
Inside I am like a wound
Without any treatment
A person on my mind is my parents
For choosing how to bring me up
I want to be a source of Hope
For the hopeless and rejected in life
The first words in my next book will be
Choices in life
Home is a place we find Joy
And a source of happiness in life
God is at home.
Alpha Gitau
I LONG FOR FREEDOM
I feel a strange overload in my heart,
Inside I'm like a basket so full,
A person on my mind is tired and weary,
I yearn to be freed from this nest,
The first three words in my book are;
I want freedom!
Home is a place to never stop loving,
God is at home,
where I am gonna get rest.
George Omollo Oyengo
BHP
