Inspiration for the poem
I was given a writing prompt in my writer’s circle the other day, which was to write about a special place, and I chose a wooden bench that overlooks Gumusluk harbour.
Sometimes I need to get out of the house to stir up the creative juices, and Gumusluk Harbour is the nearest spot that inspires me. I thought I’d give you a little sneak peak at the photos that inspired my poem:
Text for Search Engines!:
I climb stone steps by harbour-side, where waters glisten so boats can glide. Then view this world from a wooden lair, by a tiny mosque, and a barber’s chair. At specific times within the day, village men come here to pray. But in the time-gaps in between, I sit on this perch where I can’t be seen. My poets-eyes gaze horizon-bound. A sigh of peace, my only sound. Removed from all that daily grind, I contemplate words, I’ve left behind. I’m incognito – in foreign lands, a book and pen gripped in my hands, It’s quiet and still, and nothing stirs, Except….. my imagination, as it whirs