I ended up with a few moments peace this morning. The bear slept in as we had her out a little later than normal yesterday and it had been a busy day as I was off and we got up to some family fun.
Anyway, after goofing on twitter for a bit I decided to work on some words, there are a few things I’ve scribbled in recent weeks that I’m hoping to craft into 1 or 2 really good pieces of writing for recording for some more spoken word.
Instead of doing this, I ended up writing some words about green tea, which I decided I would do a rough recording of and ping straight to youtube, this was the 2nd take as the 1st one I lost the words. You can’t see all of me and I have crazy bed hair, but it’s all good.
Green Tea by Dan Patmore
A quick verse on making a brew
You see as the kettle boils I’m fooling myself
Reaching for the builders tea, gunna blow my head off
And send caffeine coursing through my veins
Quicken my heart and shift some brain pain
But no. I see it looking at me,
The packet of the decaffeinated green tea
Peaceful and humble in a box of green,
Oh how witty and poetic it seems
You see it’s peaceful, helps me feel calm
And as I drink I feel it settle my body
Like the drop in the waves as the wind dies away
So I contemplate it further still,
like it’s a battle of good and evil
Stewing in the mug of my soul
But it’s cool, the day is long and I’ve plenty of time
So I grab what it is green before changing my mind
The1st sip is hot and threatens my lips
But as I swallow it warms from the tip
Of my tongue and I’m left feeling validated
Peaceful and warm comfortably salivating
On a day of fun, and love with my family
Imperfect and swirling, sometimes perfectly maddening
Toddlers are fierce and so can be their mothers
Especially when a foetus takes hold again
But it’s cool. They are my people, and with them
The world makes sense.
Like a mug of green tea, decaffeinated and peaceful
The adventure boys is a piece of flash fiction I wrote a few months ago. I recorded yesterday.
Adventure Boys by Dan Patmore
There they are. The adventure boys. Climbing the tallest trees, running the farthest, the faster. They are the strongest, they dare to try, they dare to fail. They dare to be.
Here I am. Sat on grass. Pen and paper in hand, watching, thinking, still. I am the quiet one, the thoughtful one, the one with dreams but not the ambition. I am not adventure boy. Sometimes, I wish I was, but I can never be.
Standing up I brush myself down and carefully check that I have all my possessions. Children shriek in the distance, climbing rocks and diving into the fierce sea.
A wistful smiles glances my face and I leave, to put the kettle on, to sit in comfy clothes, and watch them, the adventure boys.
Another brave venture into the world of youtube and spoken word. This time it is a flash fiction piece called “Free at last”
Free at Last – Dan Patmore 2011
Sat in the pub with a fresh pint in hand, everything became clear. Life was what he could make of it. It didn’t matter that he wasn’t the smartest or the fastest or the most determined guy out there, he was happy with his life’s chips, they were what they were and he was who he was. It was simple.
As his brother went got up to go to the toilet he took one big mouthful of his frothy beer, sighed with satisfaction and left the pub.
The fresh spring air hit him, it was mild tonight. Hands in his pockets he walked down the street, avoiding the underdressed teens with over inflated dreams. He walked until he reached the fields at the edge of town.
As he hopped the fence he discarded his phone and walked. He was free at last.