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Writing workshop.

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What a hot day to get up early and go to a poetry writing workshop. Hosted at BArts in Hartshill, Stoke-on-Trent.

Our writer had come up from Birmingham for the day. She beat boxed the sound of a thudding heart as she talked about nerves and performance anxiety. Then we did a series of tasks. First of all we split into groups of two and interviewed each other about our personality and likes and dislikes. I came up with things about whistling my cats or that I would fight off zombies with an umbrella!

Then we made up a poem with the phrase he/she/they are then the words we had answered with… It was interesting.

She is sponge

She is fighting with a brolly

She is fish and chips…..

It was strange but funny a bit bizarre.

We did more but I’m too tired and hot to remember!

Quiet day

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Robin

When it’s quiet here I can still hear the birds singing in the garden. Blackbirds and Robins seem to sing the loudest, but I can also hear Pigeons cooing and Magpies cackling in the morning as they dive and swoop around the trees.

The blackbirds were singing on top of our neighbours chimney pot, long and varied songs to call for a mate and to display where its territory is. Now they have become a bit quieter, they may have raused their young by now. The Robins still flit about but with the heat I think they are quieter too.

The world keeps spinning and the birds keep singing. I hope the birds keep coming back. X