Friday, 23 February 2007

Hello!Mmmm...well, errrr...yes, well, this is the first time I've done any blogging. If this post actually posts I will most probably get over-excited and turn into a blog addict and spend the rest of my life blog bothering everybody with ten second updates on my increasingly uninspiring existance.

For now though, I'm really looking forward to being part of DYS(the) LEXI. I think lennie and Sarah and everyone involved are brilliant for getting this going. It's a priviledge to be part of it.I'd like to think it has also kick started me into producing not just some of my better poems but also potentially a whole new show about dyslexia which will fuse comedy, poetry and storytelling, with lots of visuals and audience participation.

All of that is later, but for now - or at least on the 22nd March at 7.30pm when i'm doing my bit - I've got a good twenty minutes of cheeky banter and rhymes, and maybe one or two silly pictures and some embarrassing dancing. The emphasis is going to be on celebrating the more upbeat and ridiculous sides to being dyslexic.

I have also been writing some more traditionally downbeat poems too, like this one below which is written about "Jumble", who is the main character in the aforementioned not yet written show. This poem might make the final show, but I won't do it on the 22nd, as I'd rather do some funnier stuff, which is more my thing. Anyway, good luck and all the best to everybody taking part.......

He reads the same simple sentence again
The sense of it, simply, will not sink in
He’s the Jumble Boy who can’t spell his name

The panic runs manic about his brain
Letters give him jitters: jest and jinx him
He reads the same simple sentence again

But it’s too hard for him. He can’t explain
The problem is he can’t stop from thinking
He’s the Jumble Boy who can’t spell his name

Teachers can’t reach him but to shout his shame
He’s not got a clue, they’ve not an inkling
He reads the same simple sentence again

One dreamday he’ll teach them. He’ll find his aim
And hurl the world such a tale worth printing
Of the Jumble Boy who can’t spell his name

But now Jane likes Peter. Peter likes Jane
And he hates the school and all who sink him
He reads the same simple sentence again
Just the Jumble Boy who can’t spell his name

3 comments:

The paint is the Narrative said...

Hi justine

twas nice to meet the other week. I really like the jumble boy poem and would love to see it done live if you can get the rest just right as lennie suggested. I know its not "happy' but by god it is powerful!

I am guesing that most dyslexics would be able to empithise (what the hell does that word look like, I am not sure about this naked on the beach stuff -no spell checker thang).

well good on ya

mike

The paint is the Narrative said...

Hi justin

twas nice to meet the other week. I really like the jumble boy poem and would love to see it done live if you can get the rest just right as lennie suggested. I know its not "happy' but by god it is powerful!

I am guesing that most dyslexics would be able to empithise (what the hell does that word look like, I am not sure about this naked on the beach stuff -no spell checker thang).

well good on ya

mike

Randilyn said...

Keep up the good work.

DYS(the)LEXI

DYS(the)LEXI
Celebrating Dyslexics