Looking back at my blog for this day last year, I see that it was a warm sunny day, very different to the one we've just had.
When I traveled into Canterbury for the Writing for Wellbeing workshop , it was pouring with rain and I arrived a bit sodden, as did others.
I saw no white sails today, no ice creams, no children throwing stones into the sea.
Instead
Instead, shoppers hurrying
To get where they are going,
Out of the grey wet,
Hoods up, Heads down ,
Some carrying umbrellas.
Visiting students, standing in groups,
Miserably,
Trying to write on damp paper
The answers to "important"
Questions.
School children, uncaring
Ambling, white shirts stuck to skin,
Ties waving,
Weaving
A world of indifference.
What shall I write about today?
Day 15: 15th April, 15th poem.
Yesterday, we went for a walk in the sun along the coast near our home.
White Sails
The sea a shimmering sheet of glitter,
Sails - white, pointing skywards,
Formed like swallows returning
Home after the winter.
Watch-Children -
Throwing stones,
Ice creams dripping,
Screaming with delight as
they paddle in freezing water.
Watch -Couples- young,
Embraced in happy dreams,
Caressed by warm rays..
Breathe in North Sea health
And- Fish and chips.
Glorious summers day
In April
