Blue Butterflies by Elizabeth Gibson

For this second of eight poems on the theme of changing identity, guest editor Degna Stone writes With its rich imagery, this poem doesn’t dwell on any sense of loss but creates a fertile world where strength and beauty is found in what is, not on what might have been. Blue butterflies If my hairs are … Continue reading Blue Butterflies by Elizabeth Gibson

Under His Breath by David Subacchi

Welcome to a series of eight weekly poems on the theme 'change of identity'.Our guest editor Degna Stone has this to say about David's poem: The idea of shifting identity is depicted through responses to life’s changes by subtly changing a given name. There’s a beautiful moment of tenderness toward the end of the poem … Continue reading Under His Breath by David Subacchi

Self-portrait as list – a prompt

Hello everyone, it's a sunny Monday morning here at Celebrating Change Blog HQ, and I think we're long overdue another writing prompt. So here is a little snippet of what we got up to at our May session, which you might like to try as well. We started out by reading this wonderful poem by … Continue reading Self-portrait as list – a prompt

Bringing the Baby Home by Carmen Marcus

Many thanks to Carmen for donating this poem, which is a beautiful meditation on one of the biggest changes anyone can experience - those first days of new parenthood. On 30 June, Carmen will be performing more poems about the 'fourth trimester' period of motherhood at a very special pecha-kucha cabaret Deranged Poetesses : Mothers, as … Continue reading Bringing the Baby Home by Carmen Marcus

Whose body? by Fran Edwards

Big thanks to Fran for donating three pieces written at our monthly workshops. This piece came out of our 'fortune teller' prompt back in March. I was asked, "Whose body would I like to be in for a day?" I felt confused, because that question would normally be "Whose life would you like to have for … Continue reading Whose body? by Fran Edwards

I Have My Walking Boots On by Fran Edwards

In the second of three pieces, our regular workshop member Fran Edwards recalls a memory inspired by watching 'Doing Our Bit', a film from 1935 about voluntary action groups in Cleveland.  I have my walking boots on. The ground is muddy but I am standing on flagstones outside the cottage door. The sun is just … Continue reading I Have My Walking Boots On by Fran Edwards

I Was Standing By The Fridge by Fran Edwards

I was standing by the fridge when she said "I'm pregnant" I celebrated with wine, fizzy like the bubbles of joy in my mind I couldn't believe that at last I was going to be a grandmother I smiled a lot I worried too I waited for scans and enough weeks passing to feel it … Continue reading I Was Standing By The Fridge by Fran Edwards