'Sometimes the easiest way to start is not to try to ‘think something up but to write something down – and what better place to begin than with what is right in front of your eyes?'
Andy Griffiths, 'Once Upon A Slime.'
With these excellent words ringing in my ears, I did just that. I sat down at the table with my notebook and wrote this poem to celebrate it's existence. So in a way the table was both the subject of my poem and a facilitator.
So my advice is sit still and take a look around you. There are so many potential ideas waiting to be discovered. They are hiding in the open!
The Kitchen Table
This table listens to our secret conversations
It watches babies grow
Eavesdrops on discussions
Heartbreaking and ridiculous
This table witnesses the emergence of wisdom
Through the years
Through interminable time
to and fro across its ever flat surface
Words weave and wander
Comfort and stir
This table silently acquires
Cuts and scrapes
And the accidental spills and splashes
from the merriment of meals and moments shared
Anchors our shared existence
Keeps us together
Provides a meeting place
And reveals nothing.
Alan j Wright