Sunday 29 December 2013

More poems - Langsdale by Tommy Glow




Langsdale

It was the Langsdale classic
A fell race just for fools,
We did it on our two tired legs
We should have been on mules.
The race it was a long way out
And a long way up ,
The runners got a medal,
The winner got ac cup.
Half way around, upon a hill,
I tripped against a tree,
I finished up in hospital
With a titanium knee.
I felt so stupid
I don’t know why,
I didn’t laugh
But I didn’t half cry!


Tom Glow

Poems from Active Older People Group

We are running a range of arts and crafts workshops every Wednesday afternoon from 1pm. All activities are suitable for beginners. Funded by The Peoples Health Trust

Please come and join us.

Lately we have been creating poems with the amazingly talented Alison Downs



ARTWORK

Art is a brain.
Art is everything.
Do it when you like.
Transform whatever you want.

Art is something,
Anything you like.
Anyone can do it,
Just do something.
Use your brain
By what? Your imagination!

Art is nothing
I say that!
Even rubbish
Recycle
It’s just a matter to transform
Create it
The way you like!
And again and again
It’s nothing!
And again and again it’s nothing!

Rosalia Mendes

Wednesday 4 December 2013

More carvings in Court Farm Woods

Year 5 were very creative in their ideas.


One theme was that the grounds/woods provided a range of foods for the animals, and is linked to the food cycle. So we have several mini beasts eating up the leaves – with bite marks, aphids, and acorns and transferring them into compost etc to continue the life cycle. It includes ladybird, caterpillar, and millipede.
The second side explores the role of trees in providing oxygen, shelter, food, play and homes for animals and humans.
We have a tree house, a woodpecker, and a child; with birds in the branches. All making full use of the materials provided by the tree.
The third side looks at fun, outdoor activities, having picnics, feeding the ducks, playing in the open spaces, watching the animals, and getting exercise. So we have small children with a large multi-tiered cake, ducks and ducklings swimming and being fed, a rabbit, and a place to fish, and a bridge. 

Monday 2 December 2013

Wood Sculptures in Court Farm Woods

Becky Bryson and Carole trenaman have had the privilege of working with Halewood C of E Primary school in gathering their ideas for new wood sculptures in Court Farm Woods.
Years 4 and 5 shared their ideas with us, and we took their drawings to incorporate into some fantastic new creations. The carvings were executed by two great carvers, Mike and Andy Burgess.



Year 4's ideas centred on the woods being a place for wildlife. It being a fun, friendly place, to go with lots to see.
So their sculpture incorporated lots of images of things that lived in the woods and their usefulness.
One child wrote “You are always welcome here” which we thought should show on one of the faces.

A beehive hanging from
  a branch, showing our reliance on the work the bees do, is to be placed on the second side.

Finally, a butterfly, fungi, and snail make their home on the third side.


Wednesday 20 November 2013

Poems

Here are a few of the poems we came up with: 


ARTWORK

Art is a brain.
Art is everything.
Do it when you like.
Transform whatever you want.

Art is something,
Anything you like.
Anyone can do it,
Just do something.
Use your brain
By what? Your imagination!

Art is nothing
I say that!
Even rubbish
Recycle
It’s just a matter to transform
Create it
The way you like!
And again and again
It’s nothing!
And again and again it’s nothing!

Rosalia Mendes

Langsdale

It was the Langsdale classic
A fell race just for fools,
We did it on our two tired legs
We should have been on mules.
The race it was a long way out
And a long way up ,
The runners got a medal,
The winner got ac cup.
Half way around, upon a hill,
I tripped against a tree,
I finished up in hospital
With a titanium knee.
I felt so stupid
I don’t know why,
I didn’t laugh
But I didn’t half cry!


Tom Glow

Boat trouble

In 92 I bought a boat 
I was so made up I didn’t half gloat.
It was made of wood
And twenty foot long.
It didn’t cost much,
I got it for a song.
The rotten wood it didn’t half stink
And the missed out holes it made him sink.
The final touch was the rest of the boaters
They had a good laugh cos they all had floaters!
Anchors away!



Tom Glow

Poem for Barbara

I only came to vote here
Now they won’t let me go
And now I bring my knitting
It stops me getting low
I knit and knit and knit and knit
And then I knit some more
I knit so much I’ve covered up the ceiling, walls and floor
And now the irony of it is
I cannot find the door!

You gotta laugh or else you’ll cry
Write a poem don’t ask why.


Poem for Ruby.

Everywhere you go you’ll see her Halewood way,
You’ll see her at the crack of dawn and at the close of day,
Through rain and wind and sunshine
She’s out and she’s about
She’s not one for going slowly if you see you must shout
and then give chase
cos she’s a racer
and 
she’ll zoom and beep her hooter.
She’s the queen of these here highways
Ruby and her trusty scooter!
Good bye Ruby Tuesday
We all shout as past she goes
With her bags on carribinas
And her face all pink it glows
Life with Ruby
Is a journey
And the scooter eases pain.
Ride it with her
here on Halewood way
through wind and sun and rain.



HAIKU



Last week during our active older people session we continued with our creative writing sessions - building on what we did last week and reading a few of our favourite poems from liverpool writers.

Sometimes finding a starting point can be the hardest part of getting any words down on paper so Alison our writer in residence started with a quick technique to get our brains thinking. Simply put on two sides of the paper likes and dislikes and the opposite of these for example:

 Sid likes fishing but disliked the government (in his own words the lunatics are running the asylum!!)

Tommy likes writing but hates waiting around. 

I like painting but hate trying to find a matching pair of socks in the dryer (as Carol stated she just wears odd socks as she too finds this irritating!) 

I know what your thinking where is this going to lead....well Alison then introduced to us what a Haiku is.

This is a very sort poem of 3 lines:
1st line 5 syllables (sounds of a word for example university is 5 syllables u-ni-ver-si-ty)
2nd line 7 syllables 
3rd line 5 syllables

So we all attempted to write to write or own Haiku’s about our likes and dislikes  - sounds easy - well counting the sounds of syllables is harder than it looks! 

Edith wrote:

“Must queue for a bus
No overhead railway now
The dockers get wet”

So if we look at syllables 

Must/queue/for/the/bus
no/o/ver/head/rail/way/now
the/dock/ers/get/wet

My Haiku was based on my love of painting/hatred of finding socks

“Get the right palette
Paint the missing sock like love
Voyage et la lune”

Really interesting session - If you or anyone you know wants to come along bring your knitting or anything for a nice group session and discover your inner poet. 

Wednesdays 1-3 


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