Holiday Fever?

icecream sIt has been very hot here, I know. And as it is holiday time, I’m thinking there must be a poem in there somewhere. One that no-one else has tried to write (as if!).

We haven’t had a poetic creative writing prompt/exercise for a while, so here we are.

Write a poem that takes your reader to the heart of a holiday experience. It can be good or bad, your choice. The experience, I mean, not the writing!

I’ll be flexible about form this time. Free verse is OK by me, but if you want rhyme or formal structure, try a sonnet, pantoum or triolet, which we’ve covered before (click on the links to be taken to my previous posts about these, but please come back).

Me, I’ve been taking what’s sometimes called a busman’s holiday, that is, doing something I already do, but somewhere I’m usually not. I couldn’t remember why it is called that – turns out its from the 20th century, when a bus driver would have to take a bus to go on holiday (I know, right?).construction s

Anyway, can you guess from this picture where I was? Bit unexpected, all those noisy diggers, but I still managed to do what I set out to do, which was to beat a load of poems into submission. A submission, that is.

It had been more than two years since I was there – I had to learn how to spell it again: Annaghmakerrig. It’s the Tyrone Guthrie Centre, a highly recommended retreat for creative types, in County Monaghan, Ireland.

I’m grateful to Roscommon County Council for a bursary which paid for the trip.

And although I’m home now, I couldn’t half do with a holiday. I’ll even be the busman again.

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