woensdag 3 maart 2010

Creative Writing Workshop 3/3/2010 - Future School- 10:35-12:20 .)

Freewriting: 
Only a phonecall away, a beep, no signal, from time to time a disconnection beyond the line. I feel quiet today, wordless, absent, imagining the shape of your presence sitting on the couch, right next to me.
I don't want to be the one that leans on you, I want to be able to stand strong on my own. Looking to much in close up destroys beauty sometimes. I can not speak, I want to scream, reach you, with my fingertips, extend them until they touch, I want to laugh, break out, fly, rush away, over the entire Middle East but stay here with one leg,. grab your hair (the curly part) and swing you to the air, carry you on my back... all the way to Auroville...

Poetry following from my freewriting in Future School class today: 

I take you on my back to Auroville
and hope you won't cease
in the flight of tropical thoughts
and spiritual sceneries

I take you on my back
and circle through eternity
meet a Mother in clouds of gold
in a temple of religionless divinity

I take you on my back, reach you a green belt
to keep the buxxing of mosquitos away
I take you on my back
and whisper you, please stay...



My poem after the input of 6 young Aurovillians

I take you on my back to Auroville
walking through the forest, listening to the birds tsjirping
walk side by side
holding hands under the blossoming tree

looking in your eyes and feeling love
which makes me puke (yes, someone wanted to be funny :))
sponge which is soaked
in the food and drink that I choked

"eat whatever you like" people say
and play at the bay
the only thing I can say is " don't be afraid"
and I whisper you, please stay




My poem transformed based on the 'recycled ' associational suggestions of my students:

I take you on my back
listening to the forest
holding hands with blossomming trees
and feel my eyes
as sponges soaking daring drinks
and fed with food of love

I take you on my back
play side by side with birds
puke my fear away
and whatever people say
I whisper you, please stay





maandag 1 maart 2010

The War Within

'teach peace' the t-shirt tells
but non-violence has blurry borders
taste bubs and salivary cravings
bodily desires
under-ego plays strike
while consciousness dozes in
a bowling game divine
boiling breath balade
I'm a believer...

right

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