Update #9

My ‘latest’ update so far, as in the latest I’ve posted one in the month (but it’s also my most recent post, so it works both ways). I was tempted not to bother with this update, but I have a Sunday evening free and fancied writing a blog.

So looking back at September… at first I thought it was a quiet month, but I was actually more active on my blog than I realised. Since finishing the era of being a student last year and working full-time since February this year, my weeks just seem to merge together and I sometimes forget what I’ve been up to. To be honest I can’t believe I’ve been in my first full-time graduate job for 8 months. I have no idea where all of those months have gone, but looking through my blog and social media reminds me of how much I’ve actually done and achieved this year (maybe I should get back into writing a diary).

Exercise wise I had ups and downs in September, from swinging through the trees at Go Ape with work colleagues to admitting to giving the half marathon a miss this year. Go Ape involved a lot more exercise than I thought, but it was great fun and an activity I’d consider doing again. One of my goals for this year was to run a half marathon this year but as many of you already know, my time management for exercise has been poor and if I was to run it next Sunday, I’d probably injure myself.

On the flip side I ran my fifth parkrun on the fourth Saturday of September, which I completed in 33 minutes and 31 seconds. Not my fastest time but 20 seconds off my personal best. I was going to do a parkrun yesterday, but I fancied a lie in and had an early start this morning. 9am is not that early really, but I hadn’t had a lie in for a while, which I enjoyed!

Food wise I wrote a couple of blogs last month. I actually experimented one evening and made some vegetarian marrow boats. There was a large marrow which needed using and I didn’t fancy making soup, so instead I made a veggie bolognese and stuffed it inside some marrow boats. After the parkrun I treated my mum to an afternoon tea, which was lovely.

Feminism wise I wrote an update for the high heel shoes in the workplace debate for Viral Feminism. I have been keeping an eye on this since the story of Nicola Thorp emerged on the news back in May. It has been very quiet for a long time, and no date has yet been confirmed by Parliament for them to consider a date for debate. I will continue to listen out for any developments.

I also wrote a new poem last month called ‘It’s an act of life’. I’ve been fed up with gender roles for a long long time, and decided to convey this annoyance through a poem where I portray all of us as puppets of gender. From the moment we are born everyone is labelled as a boy or a girl, and that label means we are expected to behave in particular ways. I’d like to perform this poem at some point, maybe at the next poetry night I go to.

 

Happy reading and blogging!

Clare Bear

Exciting news!

Note: this was first published on my other blog Poclaretry.

 

Many of you may remember that I posted a podcast on this blog recently. This podcast is a recording of last month’s poetry evening called Find The Right Words, which I’m featured on! I read out a poem called The time I found £45, and overall it was a great success.

The organisers of Find The Right Words asked people who read out their poems and attend the poetry evenings if they’d like to read at a festival at a theatre called the Curve in Leicester. I decided to volunteer because I’d like to have a go at reading out more of my works at different venues and listen to other people read out their works too.  The event at the Curve is called theInside Out festival which is taking place over a period of nearly two weeks in May.

So on Saturday 7th May at 1:40pm, I have a 10 minute slot at the Curve! I don’t know whether it’ll be in the Main Theatre, the Studio or around the foyer area, but I’m so excited to be reading at the Curve. This will be my first time reading poetry in front of people at a new venue, so it will be nerve wracking but a great opportunity to see more people interested in poetry outside of Find The Right Words. I’ve also never read poetry for 10 minutes before, so I’ll need to have a small collection at the ready!

Find The Right Words has a 2 hour slot from 1-3pm and everyone who is performing has a 10 minute slot. I’ll certainly be there from start to finish, in order to support those reading out their works, but also to feel inspired. I will be reading many poems which I’ve performed before at Find The Right Words, but I’d like to present some new material on the day.

 

Happy reading and blogging!

Many thanks,

Clare Bear

 

I’m on a podcast!!!

Note: this blog was first posted on my WordPress site Poclaretry, since that is where I post my poetry. However, I wanted to share this on my main blog as well, as it’s rather exciting!

Sorry it’s been a while since I’ve posted new/old poetry on this site. I haven’t written any new material for a while but I have something exciting to share with you all.

I read out two poems at a monthly poetry event called Find The Right Words on Wednesday night. I have read out some poems before at the event, but this was a while ago (probably almost a year). Find The Right Words is always a fun and inspiring evening, as ten people read out their works and two special guest poets are invited. Everyone shares the same stage and receives encouragement from the audience.

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I only found out just before going to the poetry night that the event organisers were recording a podcast for the very first time. I felt nervous and excited about it! The podcast has been released today and you can listen to me reading out ‘The time I found £45’ from 15:31-18:31 on this link: soundcloud.com/findtherightwords.

Thanks,

Poclaretry

Poclaretry up and running!

As I mentioned in my previous blog, I recently set up a new WordPress blog called ‘Poclaretry’. This is where I will be posting my poetry and aiming to stick to the challenge of writing at least one poem a week.

I haven’t posted on here recently because I have been away, but I did write a poem during that time called ‘The Great Central Railway’. Please do check it out if you do like to read my poetry. From now on my main site ‘Clare Bear’ will be dedicated to feminism, fitness and food, while my poetry will be on ‘Poclaretry’.

 

Happy reading and blogging!

Many thanks,

Clare Bear 🙂

Merry Christmas to one and all

Merry Christmas, to one and all;

make sure to have a ball!

 

Eat lots of food, drink plenty of wine.

Maybe drunkenly kiss someone until the mistletoe

(it’ll all be fine).

 

Have fun with family and friends

and make it your mission

to do all of your festive traditions!

 

And remember to spread the festive cheer

and celebrate for the upcoming year!

 

Merry Christmas!

 

© Clare Abbott (2014)

A cute love story

On a beautiful sunny day

When the grass was still wet with dew,

A walk in the lush green park

Was the first time that I met you.

 

Your radiant smile and stunning eyes

Made my heart gently melt away.

Your harmonious voice and calm complexion

Gave me courage to ask “Stay with me today.”

 

I never wanted this perfect day to end

As we gaily strolled in the sunshine.

Just before we departed our own ways

You nervously asked me to dine.

 

I thought it was really adorable

How you blushed when asking the question.

My heart was filled with joy

And I gladly accepted without exception.

 

On a tranquil pretty evening

We dined by the desirous setting sun.

We had such engaging conversations

And I definitely had plenty of fun.

 

After our first anxious meeting

We met each other frequently.

In the park and during nights out

Our relationship developed accordingly.

 

During our wonderful times together

I realised there was something new.

Each time I saw you my heart blushed,

As a developing love for you grew.

 

My heart started to pound faster

Each time I went to see you.

I desired to be more than friends;

I wanted to say those special words to you.

 

On a beautiful night out

We stood under the luminous moon.

When I was about to confess

The bells chimed at noon.

During the toll of the bells

Your voice harmonised perfectly.

My face must have been blushing

Because you said your words amazingly.

 

This was the happiest moment of my life

As you held the same feelings as me.

I was under your seductive charm

And my blemishing heart felt free.

 

On the night of our confessions

You tenderly kissed me with your lips.

Now my heart was dancing with happiness

As you lovingly held my hips.

 

Under the beauty of the stars

I felt warm and secure.

As we continued to kiss

I knew that you were the one for sure.

 

After that amazing night

I felt like the happiest person in the world.

I had discovered the beauty of love

And then even more unfurled.

 

I was at your house one evening

After having enjoyed a night out.

You placed one knee on the floor

And you took a gorgeous ring out.

 

It sparkled in your radiant eyes

And you proposed beautifully.

I accepted with tears of joy

And we kissed each other passionately.

 

I awoke the next morning

Entwined in your wondrous arms.

Your love that night was glorious

And you awoke to gently kiss my palms.

 

Now I wait for our marriage date:

A special day to become joined with you.

I am the happiest person in the world

And … I love you.

 

Clare Abbott

Note: this poem was written when I must have been between 15-17 years of age,  before I knew what love really was. This poem was my idealisation of what I saw in what we call ‘chick-flick’ films about romance and finding the ‘one’. This is how I thought I would find love, but in reality, it happens differently to how you expect it to. You find love, or it finds you unexpectedly.  I have also only made a couple of tiny tweaks where I thought appropriate.