Lean against… and listen ~17Dec16 ~ Refugees

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It’s Saturday again and sometimes I just can’t do Linda’s wonderful “SoCS“. Then I return to a writing prompt I know and love for a long time. This is how it goes!

I quote Kasey Mathews from the WANA group “Write to Heal” for this writing prompt: 

“With paper and pen, or computer handy, lean back in your chair, or against the wall, or a sofa, etc., close your eyes and imagine you are sitting under a large tree with your back resting against the trunk. On the other side of the tree, a Storyteller has come to sit down and also rest against the tree trunk. With eyes still closed, just listen. Wait for the Storyteller to begin his or her story. When you hear it begin, simply write down all that you hear. “

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Aeroplanes over my head. I imagine how my grandmother as a young woman would have wondered if they release their deadly load or just head over her little town towards Dresden or Leipzig. I am so glad she doesn’t have to experience the refugee crises. It would have brought back memories she probably rather not have had:

She and her friends being held in a house in the middle of nowhere. The people smugglers off to get the police to keep the money but get the people into trouble. They escaped. She ended up in prison for a little. Then a refugee camp from where she could go where my grandfather was waiting.

I am not sure if it is just me or if the plight of refugees is deeper ingrained in the German memory and awareness than the British. My grandparents on my mother’s side helped many of the Germans who had to flee the east after the war. Not sure but I think the village I grew up in suddenly had nearly double as many inhabitants because the mass of refugees had to find homes somewhere.

I doubt that went without problems. I know from where I lived in the North of Germany later on that many of the “natives” resented the “newcomers” because of the help they got. No one had much in those days. However, I believe there were many who helped and saw the pain and sorrow the refugees had to experience.

No one ever wins in a war. Not the soldiers, not the victims. Not even the politicians who create them and stay behind in their cosy homes or safe bunkers while their people die by the dozen. Maybe the weapon producers and sellers might get something out of it. But I strongly believe that the energy we send out into the world comes back to us manyfold. If it is an aggressive and overpowering energy we will experience aggression. If it is a loving and healing energy we will experience love and healing. What do you choose today?

 

Lean Against And Listen ~ 10dec16 ~ So many of us!

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It is Saturday and if I do not have time to take part in Linda’s wonderful “Stream of Consciousness Saturday” I do my own Stream of Consciousness Writing with a prompt that has helped me get back into writing many times. Feel free to try it out and let me know about the messages you received :-):

“I quote Kasey Mathews from the WANA group “Write to Heal” for this writing prompt: 

“With paper and pen, or computer handy, lean back in your chair, or against the wall, or a sofa, etc., close your eyes and imagine you are sitting under a large tree with your back resting against the trunk. On the other side of the tree, a Storyteller has come to sit down and also rest against the tree trunk. With eyes still closed, just listen. Wait for the Storyteller to begin his or her story. When you hear it begin, simply write down all that you hear. “

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So many. So many of us. So many of us have perished in the attempt to cross over. This new world found in the depths of quantum physics was nothing like Baxter’s and Pratchett’s “Long World”.

It was terrifying this loneliness. There were no creatures. There were no humans. There were no plants. Just a great big nothing and if you had no creativity to imagine “your” world you just fell and fell and fell and never stopped falling in the great big nothing.

The writers and artists and musicians were lucky. They could create in the blink of an eye and like magic their worlds connected into a beautiful cobweb of music, stories and images. The greedy ones, though, those who had dominated the old world, they ended up under a pile of gold, oil and whatever their minds were attracted to. No air to breathe, no food to eat, no nothing.

And so, in what you might call “an act of the creator” not only the new world but also the old was freed from greed and its perpetrators.

I do not know how I managed. I was one of the greedy ones. So successful when the others tried their luck in the new world in the old one as none of them came back and I just took over their empires. It was so easy. I felt like heaven and I avoided the connection points to the new world like the plague.

Until… until I got lost in that jungle where they promised me more gems. Today I suspect it was a trap set by the creative ones. They had conned themselves into my trust making out they wanted more fame, money and success but what they really wanted was to get rid of me.

But know what? They did me a favour. I stepped into the elevator that supposedly led down into a mine and then I fell and fell and fell and I was terrified and then I remembered. I remembered the days when I collected shells on the beach before the patron of our family took away my dreams. My screams still hang around in the old world.

And now I live on this island full of shells and mango fruit and jumping fish. No one around to beg me for favours or pushing me onwards on that fateful path of greed.

Just now and then I hear another one screaming and I know I am just a blink away from the elevator where those who do not know end their old lives. It is terrifying. This loneliness when you fall. And when you realise you cannot imagine anything else than your greed!

Starting Creatively ~ Food ~ 28Nov16

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I have posted a few poetry prompts over the years and I want to post some more prompts.

However, I know that there are so many poetry prompts out there that one certainly doesn’t need mine on top of that. However, I believe that we often hit a wall with blogging because we do not have another idea what to blog about. Or we hit a wall with any of our creative endeavours because the ideas run out. Therefore I am going to start another one. It might not be totally regular. And it might be a little “open minded” or a little “Stream of Consciousness”. But it will be fun and thought-provoking and creative🙂

My new “Starting Creatively” prompt isn’t restricted to one art. I give you the prompt and you choose how you want to put it into practice: Take a photo, write a poem, write a blog post or essay, draw a picture, create a dance routine, make music with it. You choose!

It is mainly meant for those times when your ideas run out and you need a little push. For this week I choose the first prompt I’ve ever created with a little editing of course :-).

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Well, this prompt might not be very creative but alas I love food and right now I can not indulge as I have trouble with my stomach.

Therefore I channel my frustration and write some poems :-).

So please join me in my venture for this week’s “Starting Creatively” prompt

“FOOD”

Write, verse, dance, paint, sing, get creative in any way you feel like and

have fun!

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Creatively Starting taking part suggestions

  • read this week’s prompt
  • remember it when you run out of ideas
  • use it in any way you like (song, photo, story, dance, drawing….)
  • put a pingback to this post so I can share it with as many followers as possible
  • Have fun

Now go, create and have lots of fun!

Lean Against… and Listen ~26Nov16

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No “Lean against… and listen” last week but now we are back. And maybe you want to try it out too and let me know about your little excursion into the wild Storytellers realm 🙂

I quote Kasey Mathews from the WANA group “Write to Heal” for this writing prompt: 

“With paper and pen, or computer handy, lean back in your chair, or against the wall, or a sofa, etc., close your eyes and imagine you are sitting under a large tree with your back resting against the trunk. On the other side of the tree, a Storyteller has come to sit down and also rest against the tree trunk. With eyes still closed, just listen. Wait for the Storyteller to begin his or her story. When you hear it begin, simply write down all that you hear. “

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How quiet it is. I have come into the woods. Again. And again. And again. I will always come to the woods. No, I have not build a hut there to live deliberately even though I have contemplated it many times. I suspect the United States in the 1900’s offered more space than Britain nowadays.

And there are so little woods in this not yet godforsaken country. However, the empire and its ships had taken its toll. Is that why it is so quiet? Britain’s ghosts come rushing in to defend a liberal and democratic country that might be gone soon?

But what would I know? I have only come to the woods. Again. And again. And again. I will always come to the woods. And maybe one day I will build a hut and live deliberately.

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English #frapalymo prompt ~ 18nov16

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Brrrrr it’s gotten cold here. Just 4C this morning and the wind so close to the sea doesn’t help either. But we will get some sun and I can see the sea and what do you need more? Oh, a cup of tea which is a cup of spiced coffee this morning :-). But now over to @FrauPaulchen’s prompt for #frapalymo on November 18th, 2016.

thank you for being open with yesterday’s prompt. i liked your thoughts on memory a lot. 

the prompt for tomorrow (@FrauPaulchen posted this prompt yesterday) is from birgit (German page), who has versed here many times but has no chance this time which is a shame. however, she is with us anyway in the form of a prompt ~ which feels already pretty like winter. we are pretty close to it anyway. 

and that is why the #frapalymo -prompt no 18 is:– „fascination look through the window: frost pattern*”  – I thank you, birgit, that you are with us from afar, that you read with us, give us prompts and with that are part of it!

*please bear in mind that you do not need to use the exact words of the prompt for your poems. the prompt is supposed to make you think and verse. if you use the exact words please make sure you give credit to the author. thank you very much. 

…and the small print: please let me know via email or twitter if you take part. then I can post the link to your blog/poem on Twitter. or post the link in the comments under the daily prompt post on my blog. the hashtag for Twitter is #frapalymo, and I am @FrauPaulchen.”

Of course, my fellow English speaking poets and poetesses rather let me @Morgaine620 know or post the link here in the comments.

You can find the original German post here

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Suggestions for taking part in English #frapalymo

  1. read the translation of @FrauPaulchen’s prompt
    2. write your English (German if you can/want to) poem on your blog and tag it with “English #frapalymo.”
    3. use the “English #frapalymo” picture if you want to
    4. set a link to the translated prompt here on Bee’s blog
    5. visit other links posted here and if you want to/can those posted with the hashtag #fapalymo on Twitter
    6. The Bee will post your link to the German #frapalymo and translate for you if you want to. Now go, create and have lots of fun!

Starting Creatively ~ 7Nov16 ~ Let's go to the beach

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September 2016

I love to go to the beach in autumn or winter. I love the waves and the wind and the feeling of freedom it gives me when there is hardly anybody around. A very inspiring place to be :-). However, the post was originally written in summer and I know that there are some readers where summer is soon with them 🙂

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Not everywhere but here in Norfolk UK summer has arrived at last and the nation moves to the beach. That is why this week’s Creatively Starting Prompt is:

Let’s go to the beach…..!

Write, verse, dance, sing, paint, get creative in any way you feel fit.

Have fun!

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Creatively Starting taking part suggestions

  • read this week’s prompt
  • remember it when you run out of ideas
  • use it in any way you like (song, photo, story, dance, drawing….)
  • put a pingback to this post so I can share it with as many followers as possible
  • Have fun

Now go, create and have lots of fun!

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