• Hope Cafe 26th August Session

    Hi all, it’s been a very fast August, I’ve been super busy and catching up with paperwork as well as enjoying the Hope Cafe groups more and more. I will add here some of the poems and resources that we used in the past few weeks, so that people can get them from the internet.I also collect links to poems and resources all together on the Resources page  page here

    On Wednesday 26th we started with an extract from Please Understand Me, by David Keirsey and Marilyn Bates, called:Different drums and different drummers

    here is an extract:

    “If I do not want what you want, please try not to tell me my want is wrong.

    Or, if I believe other than you, at least pause before you correct my view…”

    and we wrote about prizing our differences.





    Them I read one of my own poems, All Was Silent- here it is-

    All was silent

    All was silent

    many lives

    lost for words

    til many years after

    I say

    Ma granda died at 31

    a miner- a heart attack,

    ma dad a week old-

    Seventh son,

    no father knew

    his seventh son

    inherits true

    All was silent

    many years

    lost for words

    til many years after

    I say

    Ma daddy died at 51

    A steel worker- a heart attack

    Ma brother 4 years old

    Til after many years I say

    I’d cry until ma bones ran dry

    unutterable loss of ma favourite guy

    No longer silent,

    words speak at last

    to all I say

    sometimes love has no words to mark its’ day.


     Then we read a letter from Joe, which made us think about the bad times, of despair, and the hope of getting through these times.

    We finished with Diving in, using a writing prompt that encouraged us to do ‘free writing’, which is mostly what we do here.Letting the phrase or word lead us anywhere it wants to-let the pen do the walking.We used words that have two meanings, like skirt, desert, run…

    We had some fun, some deep and meaningful chats, and as ever it was wonderful!The time flies, literally and literary here every week. Thanks to everyone who came.