This writing exercise is based on the original poem ‘Where I’m From’ by George Ella Lyons. It was prompted by Mama Kat and if you click on her name, you will be directed to her writer’s workshop where a template is available for you to try it out for yourself. If you write your own poem, be sure to add the link to your post in the comments section below.
I am from rag dolls my mother made, from Crayola crayon sets, from ducks and chickens in the yard.
I am from the many homes I lived in, each with yellowing, multiplying spider plants hanging from sideboards (I hate those plants now).
I am from an oak tree in the park, daisies, ponds, the kumquat tree, proteus and veldt.
I am from family parties and drunkenness, from my brother, auntie and I sneaking down the stairs on Christmas Eve.
I am from the smoky living rooms and late nights at the weekend.
From the woods where the fairies live, and land of the Tokoloshe.
I am from my father who used to argue with a vicar friend about the absurdity of Christianity, and my mother who used to be a Sunday school teacher.
I’m from a fishing town, from fishermen and herring girls, from dock towers, lighthouses and forts, from fish and chips.
From the great, great grandfather who was marooned on a desert island, the grandparents who were evacuated as children in World War II, and the brother who fought in Kosovo.
I am from box of photographs that are slightly blackened from the fire the year my first daughter was born.








