Fastwrite prompt from a recent writing workshop: Take a deep breath. Let it out slowly. Feel your shoulders relax. Remember a time you were held, and rocked. Or a time you held someone, and rocked them. Any time you felt safe, held. Begin there. Write for 7 minutes, focusing on the sensations, the moment.
Here’s what came up for me:
Sea-salt air hammock snugged around my sturdy body little me in my chlorine-bleached Speedo rope-web diamonding my solid thighs
Kennebunk sun, north sun light as a cotton sweater on a cool morning swaying, swaying, swaying, swaying away
Gulls overhead blue sky then pines then smoke bushes green gaze rolling like a marble in the swing, swing springs of the hammock singing along with my
Nonsense syllables wiggling toes and goosebumps Queen Anne’s lacy head tickling my back shivering me in the carrot-scented breeze
Summer waning, sliding swaying far off a tractor growls in the Ricker’s potato fields… at the fringe edge of the forest, a deer watches, dark eyed.
plump smell, like baby skin, blooming so beautiful so smooth (everyone says so) and I think of daisies and lilies and youth, smooth and slippery
the sweet smooth skin holding memories in, pressed like petals between book covers dried papery flat, crackly as a map of a lost world: how to find our way back when
we are all falling apart, cell by cell, moment by moment going, going, gone— still springtime’s tap pours out, keeps pouring children smooth-skinned happy laughing cranky cries rise on the wind near the playground little feet wiggle in strollers pushed by vacant fathers, mothers eyes lost in thoughts, worries
little griefs trip us, cracks in the sidewalk all we can feel sometimes is the hard fall, smooth stripped away scraped bloody
while above the sidewalk, a canopy of tulip trees unfurls hundreds—no thousands—of trembles petals waving tiny flags alive in the breeze
when falling apart, look up
Prompt: Hold a flower. Examine the petals, smell it. Breathe in. Now: close your eyes, and think of a time from memory or imagination, when there were flowers. Go: write for 11 minutes.