Archive for April, 2008

No Words

April 30, 2008

No Words

I open my mouth
but no poetry comes out.
Instead there are billions and trillions
of tiny bubbles
popping like stars.
Pop! Pop!
I can’t make them stop!
How embarrassing.
I clap my hands over my face,
I’m a disgrace.

Tut tut the teachers go.
They wave their rulers about,
they scream and shout –
“you’re supposed to rhyme,
you’re supposed to keep time.”

The bubbles wink at me.
Inside each one
is an angel with a pin.
I can hear them sing –
“poppity pop, poppity pop,
poppity pop pop pop,
why would you ever want to stop?”

* to be performed with lots of small bubbles

Aoife Mannix

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Bubble Trouble

April 30, 2008

Bubble Trouble

I’m a bubble
and I’m in big, big trouble.
On a beautiful day,
I floated away,
forgot all about the time,
the rhyme,
what a terrible crime!

Now my Mum
is mad, bad, sad,
truly irritated and enraged.
She says she’ll burst me,
curse me,
do even worse to me,
if I don’t come home
on the double.

I’m a bubble
and I’m in big, big trouble.

* to be performed with big bubbles

Aoife Mannix

Welcome to the Pool

April 29, 2008

Welcome to the pool!

Welcome to the pool!

Welcome to the pool!

Where schools move in unchartered waters

Watered in shades

Of cool inspiration.

 

Welcome to the pool

Where water pools in puddles of whirls

Swirls twirl

Deep waters

Muddied and slurried in happy bodies

Hot toddy smiles beguile

While mother and chile

Tile dreams with laughter

After getting very wet

You wanna leave?

You can’t 

You’re not wet enough yet!

Not yet!

 

We won’t be happy til your dripping

Until we’re all slipping

Slopping, sliding, mopping

Falling on our backsides

While eyes are popping

What’s that sight

It’s Bubbles hopping

What’s that sound?

It’s Sponge dropping 

A deep poetic tone

loud enough to drown out

Gong’s…

Gamalama ding dong

plink plonk special song

Banang, Sarang

Ching Chang

Gong!

 

Light alights and leads the little-uns

Gets them ready to be sea urchins

But none are ready without that smell

That whiff of lavender from Flowers petals.

 

Welcome to the pool

Where schools pool laughter

Welcome to the pool

Puddles ripple happy ever afters

Welcome to the pool.

 

By Joseph coelho

Poets in a Pool.

April 29, 2008

Over the next five weeks Apples and Snakes poets Aoife Mannix and Joseph Coelho will be creatively engaging in the rehearsal process of Oily Carts new show Pool Piece. This blog will be a record of their experiences over the rehearsal period – a place to share thoughts, reflections and of course poetry. After the rehearsal period both poets will spend four days devising and performing at Amwell School alongside the Oily team and six regional artists.  Please join us on this journey.

 

POOL PIECE

A new multi-sensory hydro-pool theatre show by Oily Cart

Oily Cart is one of the UK’s leading theatre companies; creating shows for young children aged 6 months to 6 years and is the only theatre company to create highly specialised theatre ‘wonderlands’ specifically for young people with Profound and Multiple Learning Disabilities (PMLD) and Autistic Spectrum Disorder (ASD). Their new production ‘Pool Piece’, from 2 June to 18 July in the specialist schools of Amwell View School, Hertfordshire, and St Ann’s, Michael Tippet and Watergate in South London, builds on their highly acclaimed work in hydro-pools by working more closely and over an extended period of time, to enable Oily Cart to develop closer involvement with the young people, their families and carers taking part.

 

Speaking about ‘Pool Piece’ Oily Cart’s Artistic Director, Tim Webb, commented:

There are so many exciting features about this project. Firstly it sees us collaborating with artists from the eastern region of England, sponsored by the brilliant Theatre Is. Secondly it will plunge two performance poets from the Apples and Snakes live literature organization into the pool with us for one week. But best of all it allows these artists and the Oily Cart team to work with the young people with complex disabilities over a period of up to five week. That means that we can really get to know what makes them tick & they will be so much more at ease with us.