National Poetry Month Day 1: List Poem Inspired by Amy…
Day 3: June 2
Helpful tips for when you write about an image:
- What do you see?
- What do you NOT see?
- What do you wonder?
- What does this image make you think about?
- How does the image make you feel or react?
- What is the story behind the image?
- What writing might come out of this picture?
My Writing-10 minutes Power Write
George has never know the wilderness. The feel of the forest floor under his hooves. The rustle of a rabbit scampering across his path. The feel of pine needles brushing his fur as he beds down for the evening.
You see, George was rescued when he was a fawn. His mother was taken from him by some hunters. Not all of the hunters were evil, however, because one saw what was left behind. After a hunt, there is always devastation, and who notices? Do all of the hunters realize what they leave behind? Well, this hunter certainly did. His name is Henry. Henry Fortsworth. And Henry had a kind heart. He had hunted before, been oblivious before, but somehow this day had been different. He noticed the baby hunkered down, too terrified to move. He took the fawn into his arms and started for home. He knew the fawn would not survive without a mother, but did not expect to keep him as a pet. But, things changed. Feelings changed.
Henry had lost his wife some years ago. He was lonely. George saved him. In the end, I suppose, they saved each other.
George went everywhere with Henry and their town of Palmsbrook became oblivious to the fact that a deer walked their streets, entered their store, and rode their buses. No, they did not think of George as a deer. He was treated like a dog. He was given treats when approached on the street and the little children loved running their hands through his fur, feeling the coarseness between their fingers. Leaving trails in the fur where their fingers had been.
***and now I am stuck, so I am going to look back at the questions.***
What do I see?
A woman crocheting.
The woman is wearing a scarf or kerchief over her head.
It is winter because the woman is wearing a heavy jacket.
A deer with a leash.
A hand holding the leash.
The deer looking out the window.
The woman and deer are on a bus.
The woman is seated and the deer is standing.
The woman is either oblivious to the deer, so caught up in her crocheting that she is lost in her own world, or she has encountered something like this before. Maybe, it is ordinary. Or, maybe she has already been surprised at the first sighting of the deer on the bus, but now she is back to work.
What do I NOT see?
I do not see any other passengers.
I do not see who is holding the deer.
I do not see the landscape.
I do not see the deer’s face.
****and time****Day 3 is complete!
I enjoyed writing about George and Henry and would consider developing the story a little more. I could see it being an interesting short story!
What do you think? Any tips for when I got stuck?