This poem was written using a writing idea I first came across on a workshop led by British poet Dr Geraldine Green – see my writing ideas page for a link: https://trioross.wordpress.com/writing-ideas-and-prompts/
Today in this Room
I hear the harsh rattle of starlings,
the abrupt jacks of the smallest corvids
and the melodious repetition of a thrush.
I feel the wash of a breeze
so faint it might be a trick
of the excitement fluttering inside me.
I see heads bowed to notebooks on which
pens and pencils meander, and my friends,
and we are all three together at last.
I smell concentration
devoid of distraction
full of inspiration.
I taste sweet juices flowing
in my mouth
and my mind.