The first week of Writer’s Guild was a success, I’d say. Our small group managed to make an hour fly by with ease as we chatted and laughed and, best of all, came together to come up with some pretty darn awesome poetry! We each had to blindly pick an emotion and an object then write a short poem containing the words. Here’s my contribution with Diamonds and Depression:
Desert of Diamonds:
Perhaps there was a time, So long ago, When warmth would flush her Cheeks, sweet innocence untouched. Perhaps.
No longer does the warmth Linger. Hazel eyes drown in that Desert of depression, An impenetrable vault to Crush even the purest of diamonds.
Not too shabby for fifteen minutes!
Thank you to Robert and David – our surprise grade eights who braved a new activity and ended up making it even better -, Motshabi and Andrew for your eclectic humour and inability to stop talking!