Inspired by Friday 14 March Theatre of Spontaneity

A Poem by Phil Smalley:

A time for letting go

It is a time for letting go,
For letting go of time,
Of obligation, of all the have-to’s.

The sky meets the sea
Where there are no boundaries;
Silence welcomes me into its arms.

The ocean was and is and will be,
Like the changing sky
Sprinkled with stars by night

And by day, dappled with sleepy, soft clouds.

Gentle wavelets, barely heard, kiss the shore
As birds swoop and soar,
Their distant calls, a language
Known only to themselves.

And I, so small and yet,
Still a part of it all.

Phil Smalley
Theatre of Spontaneity
14th March 2008

A Poem by Nikki Alderman:

Starbroke at 5

Blue fading into blue
into sunlit curtains
spread fabric of pale
spilling out over the sea

A deep washing
that cleases the soul;
contained in a setting
Clouds that hold
earthly thoughts from above

Green folds below
stop the sinking
that might have occured once

The world holds its wonder
in the light that escapes between
the grass that grows through the toes
and the air behind me
that I could think I don't need

But i might fall
if not for the wonder and beauty
of it all.

The Theatre of Spontaneity on the 14th of March was a poetic, responsive creation of those peaceful moments and places that soothe the soul. We relaxed into ourselves and discovered that what we created together was breath and soul made and will live in each of us in enduring ways. I hope something of the poetry expressed finds its way into your lives as we share something of the creative spirit at work last Friday evening.

Nikki Alderman
Theatre of Spontaneity
14th March 2008