by Christine Chettle and members of the Little London Reading Group
At the Little London Reading Group sessions, we sometimes write collaborative poetry, in which every member (if they wish) contributes a line about a particular theme. We then collect the lines together to read what we have created as a group.
The first collaborative poetry writing session was inspired by a passage in Alice Through the Looking Glass when Alice collects rushes which vanish as soon as she picks them, becoming symbols of beauty which cannot last.
Happiness is like scented-rushes.
The snow lies on the trees like icing-sugar.
Lilies are spread in the meadow like gems.
The city glows from the wall behind me.
Horses gallop with their flowing manes, showing their pride
My mother’s eyes give a chocolate-coloured warmth.
Horses gambol with children like magical toys.
When I wake up in the morning, I feel all the world wake up.
I breathe fresh air and fly with my opinions, and thinking so,
I am always singing with the birds, wind, clouds;
so my happiness is sharing every thing in nature.
Uncertainty clouds my mind, reminding me of failing love.
I carry many faces in my heart; they speak a language of both joy and pain.
My heart always opens for new feelings, but just nice feelings, and
in my heart are living a lot of nice people, and I remember them all the time,
so my heart sometimes is tired.
My heart flutters like a shivering bird, seeking fondness, grace and love.