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Recap of a Writing for Wellness meeting, Ocean Pines, Maryland, 6-24-13
[1 Jul 2013 | No Comment | 1,138 views]

Home Prompt- Write about someone in your life who held out a rope when you were in a deep, deep hole.
Responses included:
-My partner held out that rope for me when I had Cancer…
-My 24 year old grandson needed a rope, and a rehab facility is providing it…
Prompt 1- In a recent Washington Post Sports section photo, fans are shown reacting to a foul ball landing near them. Two young women are sitting together- one is smiling,unconcerned, while the other woman [ … ]

Class Reports

Many Flowers Grow in Our Garden
[27 May 2013 | No Comment | 1,072 views]

Today is Monday, May 27th, our regular meeting day. Since it’s Memorial Day the Library is closed, and we’re meeting at my house. As we sit on the deck alongside our pond, we can see Marion’s flower beds, overflowing with flowers of all types, all colors.
Originally our Writing group was a garden with one kind of flower, all of us affected by the same thing-cancer. Now we have a garden of many varieties, many colors. Consider:
Jane- Blindness is not only [ … ]

Class Reports

Joan Smith’s WFW Class Participant’s “Lessons”
[30 Mar 2013 | No Comment | 1,343 views]

Ten Lessons Learned
By Ann Leisy
The first lesson in life I remember being taught was the Golden Rule. I have always been glad to have this reference as the corner stone of my life.
Also, I learned early in life that if I was to have a healthy old age, I would need to exercise. So I have managed to work various activities into my schedule such as: Skiing, [ … ]

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Pictures Are Worth Words
[22 Feb 2013 | No Comment | 1,186 views]

Famous paintings are wonderful to study and admire. They also have another life- as prompts for WFW classes.
I regularly use a reproduction from a well-known artist. At one meeting it was Edward Hopper’s “Morning Sun”, In Hopper’s painting a woman is sitting on a bed and looking out her window. I asked the group to write about the thoughts going through the woman’s mind.
This poem was one result:
If Only
I look out at a sun filled sky,
A day full of promise.
Can [ … ]

Class in Session, Class Reports

A Policeman at the Door
[4 Jan 2013 | No Comment | 1,347 views]

A Policeman at the Door
1950, New Year’s Day
The doorbell rings, a policeman at the door
Your father is dead
A wife is screaming, crying.
1990, 40 Years later
The doorbell rings, a policeman at the door-
Your son is dead.
A mother is screaming, crying.
If bad things come in threes
There’s another policeman out there,
Somewhere, sometime,
Waiting to ring a doorbell.
This poem was written about seven years ago, a few years after my attending a “Healing Through Poetry” workshop at The Wellness Community in Salisbury, Maryland. At that [ … ]

Class Reports, Family Matters, Personal Experience, Private Anguish