Group Participation Pantoums!
At my book launch on Saturday I invited members of the audience to contribute a line or phrase towards a poem, using these pictures as an inspiration:
“Escape” pen/ink & watercolour by L Studley
All the I’s Are Moving
All the I’s are moving
Wait here she said
I’ll be right back she said
So many dreams wait to rise behind our eyes
Wait here she said
My nose is not always where I thought it was
So many dreams wait to rise behind our eyes
I stand … and I wait
My nose is not always where I thought it was
But the lighthouse will show the way
I stand … and I wait
Where dreams fall
But the lighthouse will show the way
I’ll be right back she said
Where dreams fall
All the I’s are moving.
(several people contributed to this poem but only Rebekah Rempel included her name on the entry)
‘le pieton’ (the pedestrian) Oil painting by George Connell (www.extroverse.ca)
Yet the Day
A man takes a final walk on a foggy sunlit beach
looking for the rainbow
It sounds like thunder
he clutched his umbrella
looking for the rainbow
yet the day is yellow, green, and gold
he clutched his umbrella
as the sun warmed his back, there was always a chance of rain
Yet the day is yellow, green, and gold
The endless wait for cabs
as the sun warmed his back, there was always a chance of rain
God, I miss my driver’s licence.
The endless wait for cabs
I’m leaning on a point
as the sun warmed his back, there was always a chance of rain
Alone in this street
I’m leaning on a point
Glistening chrome
Alone in this street
Have you come to take me home?
Glistening chrome
looking for the rainbow
Have you come to take me home?
A man takes a final walk on a foggy sunlit beach
Contributors: Rebekah Rempel, Linda Studley, Margo Hannah, Anne Clayton, Charles D Quinn, and others (anon)
Linda Studley 