We have poets and we didn’t even know it!
Our participants have recently been dabbling in the art of poetry, and have created some fabulous pieces of writing.
Our participants have recently been dabbling in the art of poetry, and have created some fabulous pieces of writing.
Often inspired by their surroundings at our woodland camps, the participants have also used the expertise of artificial intelligence to create their poems…
A participant from the women’s group wrote, The Woods:
We all walked together feeling anxious and unsure
The trail of leaves and nutshell husks cover the woods floor
Together we make our way to the acorn shaped canopy
Trees standing strong, becoming our family
Fire crackles and embers fly
The sounds of nature against the noise of cars driving by
Together we sit and form our circle
Introducing ourselves and conquering our first hurdle
The fire is warm, and the breeze nips our nose
Anticipation eases, the woods whispers, because she knows
Being as one with the tree and the sounds
She lets us feel ok to let go of our ups and downs
We are all here in the safety of her warm embrace
The woods is our calling, we deserve our space
So, the fire is extinguished as we all walk away
Thank you for caring for us, we will see you another day.
An Earth, Rebuild and Support participant created, A Green Light for Me:
Last week Sam asked, “Have you used AI?”
I grinned and said, “Oh yes, I tried!”
It helped my coursework, made me sound bright,
Like I had wisdom, sharp and right!
And now we’re here, week number three,
At Strumpshaw Fen, wild and free.
Each Thursday brings a time to mend,
Among the trees, with newfound friends.
We gather round, we build, we learn,
We watch the campfire crackle, burn.
With mallets made by our own hands,
We shape our strength like shifting sands.
The WILFs who lead us, calm and wise,
See the world through patient eyes.
They hold this as a safe space, they can suggest a way,
So we can breathe, reflect, and stay.
We all have battles, loud or small,
There is no need to name them, not at all.
Each reason here is strong, is true,
As we take steps towards a brighter view.
I don’t yet know what change will spark,
What light will rise out of the dark.
But nature works in ways unseen,
I trust its touch of gentle green.
The forest heals, the air is kind,
A place to breathe, to rest the mind.
A meal is shared, the fire glows,
A simple joy that soothes our woes.
I come to pause, to rest, reset,
To take a moment, not forget-
That I too need a space to be,
Not just for ‘all the others’, but just for me.
For life is busy, it can be too fast,
But here, the weight is set aside at last.
No need to hurry, no need for fuss,
For there is never any rush with the Green Light Trust.
(Generated by AI, but with my heart and words—I’ve given it a go!)
We have also had a poem written by a participant from our Norfolk site called, Turning the Wheel.
Seven weeks have come and gone,
Through sun and rain, we’ve journeyed on.
From wary steps to hands held steady,
Now as a team, we stand here ready.
We set up camp, we light the flame,
We cook, we tidy, with thought and care
No longer guests, we shape this space,
With quiet care and steady grace.
are Knives are sharpened skills refined,
Labyrinth paths made for the wandering mind.
With every task, with every turn,
A deeper understanding begins to burn.
Yet none of this could stand so true,
Without the ones who guide us through.
They hold this space with patient hands,
A quiet strength that understands.
The Yare walk calls, its whispers low,
A place where rushing thoughts can slow.
We watch the marsh harriers soar so high,
And buzzards circle in the sky.
In the ZEN zone, we paused, we breathed,
And let natures soft voice help us ease.
A moment still, a mind set free,
A rare chance for me to simply be.
Today the wheel shifts once again,
Spring’s return, the equinox reigns.
Day meets night in perfect blend,
A sign of balance, growth, and mend.
The earth awakens, bright and bold,
New beginnings, stories told.
And just like nature sheds its old,
We shed the doubts we used to hold.
For here among the trees we find,
A space to heal, to still the mind.
A space to build, to learn, adjust-
No need to hurry, no need for fuss,
For there is never any rush with the Green Light Trust.
Amazing work, thank you to our participants for sharing with us.
