This week was Write Poetry week with Sara-Jane on Zoom.
The thread for the workshop was 'volta' or turn.   The volta is a dramatic change in thought and/or emotion and can be seen in all types of written poetry.  I only completed one of the three exercises.
Conviction
Iron strikes iron
Metal on metal 
as sparks fly. 
Sweat trickles 
in rivulets down wrinkled skin, 
wiped off with dirty rags. 
Smoothed iron 
heated and beaten 
into chains 
leg cuffs, hand cuffs 
to tether the wrong-doer. 
Judged, convicted 
transported 
in overcrowded prison ships 
fettered by the chains 
of crime.  To live, 
to die 
on foreign soil 
with time to consider 
the life lived before.
What chains do we wear?
What fetters us? 
What holds us back
from all that we can do?
Not crime but lack 
of conviction 
in ourselves, our abilities.
No confidence. 
A continual questioning
Who am I?
Am I enough?
Thanks for joining me today
Bernice
 
 










