Writing workshops

Often writing workshops produce the unexpected. Two I have been involved with recently were concerned with small, unnoticed objects. The result is always more than the object you first thought of. This one about a plastic champagne cork turned out to be a short poem about memories.

The plastic champagne cork

You exist to preserve my sobriety.

The value of your importance

far exceeds your weight.

You look like a mushroom

but your ridges are on the wrong side of your cap –

so I can grip you to twist you out.

When you are pulled

and left with the rubbish on the table

it is not only sparkling wine that flows.

Out come the memories –

parties, holidays, anniversaries.

Gardens in Spain where oranges grow,

the heat of midday shade in Seville,

drinking and dancing by the midnight beach.

Too much remembering.

Keep it in the bottle,

oh yes, and please preserve the fizz.

The room is cold and dark.

You sit there,

your white head mocking.

Maybe I should take you out again.

You are too clever for me,

how do you stop the memories?

I should lose you, or forget you,

then I would have to drink the whole bottle.

 (started at Tiffany Atkinson’s workshop on Thing Theory, November 2013, Teifi Writers. Revised and reworked for 52 prompt, week 15, ‘the unnoticed object’ - http://fiftytwopoetry.wordpress.com/ )