Friday, 28 September 2012

Journeys With Words




This week Write on Edge asks for “A little break this week from storytelling.

It's the beginning of autumn, the students are back in the classrooms, and at Write on Edge our thoughts are turning to our dreams and ambitions. This week we want to hear about your writing goals. Take three hundred words and tell us about where you want to take your writing.”
I took 289. To see how other writers handled the prompt, please click on the link.
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I want to take my writing
into myself, to explore my thoughts and feelings and 
out 
into the world of marvels and magic. I want it to echo
shouts and whispers; savour sweet, sour and bitter; to shiver, and sweat, wonder and fear: to thrill.

I want it to sniff
the freshness of dawn's dew, recoil at putrefaction's stench. Delight.

I want us to travel
on a packed and dusty train, lurching across the Sub-Continent's reaches on a narrow-gauge track;
to slither
through a spider-veiled jungle that sparkles with the eyes of hidden monkeys.

I want it to propel me
across a crevass-crossed glacier whose blue-white ice waves shiver and groan and crack.

I want it to drag me
into the memory of aqua-melting-to-royal-deepening-to navy-fading-to-black depths of the sea, where gold-fish flit between sunlight and shadow and sharks and barracuda circle in the deep.




I want to follow it
back to the emptiness of the desert, where heat waves bounce between black granite and red and the sun chases a patch of shade around the thorns of acacias and the nights' campfires send  shadows flickering across canyon walls.

I want to tramp behind my words
through city streets as they catch the eyes of bankers and cleaners, shysters and shop girls and service dogs, and peck breadcrumbs with pigeons – in the rain, under the sun, through drizzle, uncertain predawn, and twilight.

We will follow
cart tracks and super highways and goatpaths that wind through Mediterranean scree where the scents of bruised thyme and sage dog our footsteps and caper bushes clutch at our legs.

I want to take
my words to the farthest reaches of swirling space – all emptiness and supernova.

And deep into the kasbah of your heart.



15 comments:

  1. I love this. You've got such vivid imagery here. What a great way to express your goals and practice your writing at the same time!

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    1. Thanks for stopping by and commenting, Wisper :)

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  2. This was a beautiful way to express yourself with this prompt - I'm not sure why, but the idea of smelling bruised thyme immediately made me smile. Maybe because it reminded me of my mom's herb garden growing up - sometimes I would rub my fingers across it just to let the scent linger on my hands. So glad I stopped by today -

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    1. Thanks for taking the time to read and comment :) I read yours about Homeschooling -- I loved Homeschooling for the 2 years that we did it. Such freedom! Enjoy :)

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  3. This is great! I often feel that I just love words so much that I want lay down and roll in them, hold them up to my face and breathe them in. You've captured that perfectly. Sometimes I feel like I'm catching a glimpse of this little attic room in my mind where words live. I just don't often have the time to go there, or sometimes when I do, I realize I've forgotten the key. But you you blew the door off the hinges with this. Well done and such a treat to read on a gloomy Friday morning.

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    1. Thanks so much for reading -- and your kind and vivid, visual, dynamic comment! Glad it perked up your Friday morning :)

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  4. Beautifully done! You have really shown the magic of your words and the possibilities of writing :)

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    1. Thanks, Angela... I didn't see your 'goals' in this week's prompt... Did I miss your link? Looking forward to your next one. All the best :)

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  5. This was fabulous. Like a story itself, the journey to all those magical places

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    1. Thanks for stopping by and commenting :)

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  6. I loved taking this journey with you.

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    1. Thanks! It's always good to have company :)

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  7. A word-full delight. I loved how you used your words to make me see this journey. Thanks:~)

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