Making Tracks participants’ poetic reflections
As part of a follow-on session, some of the young people who had taken part in a Making Tracks intensive week reflected on the experience by writing the beautiful poems below.
TOGETHERNESS
Creating music together
New faces, new stories
Like birds of a feather
Sharing music, making memories
Words and melodies
Flowing through the air
Entwined with emotions
Like the dreams we share
This is our moment
This is our story
Pouring life into our creation
Writing a new history
Daneera
UNTITLED
Forms went in, no word came back,
Jobs got filled behind the black.
Postcodes marked us out of range,
A thousand doors, none took my names.
stayed inside the in-between,
The blur beneath the big unseen.
Kept thoughts like unpaid rent
Half a dream, and barely spent.
someone said: there’s space down south,
A place to speak without the shout.
didn’t know what I would find
Just names on forms, a crossed-out line.
But something stirred ,and slow at first—
The quiet ones began to burst.
No rules to fake, no test to pass
Just rooms, and time, the speakers blasts
One tapped rhythm into tin,
One brought colours pouring in.
One drew lines that bent and strayed,
One stayed quiet but always played.
One bent notes through nylon strings,
One could chop and loop new things.
One just watched, but kept the time
Then laid a beat that cut through mine.
We passed the spark from line to text,
just gear, tech and what came next.
Each line we drew, each sound we guessed,
A signal formed beneath the mess
We looped the hiss, rewound the dust,
Cut through the noise with just enough.
We shaped a sound from wires and air,
No polish yet, but something there.
A beat from breath, a chord from rust,
A pulse, a lift, a kind of trust.
some hands unsure, but all of us
Made tracks that held: Irene Trust.
Clemence
MEETING FRIENDS
Making music
Holding guitar
Lovely faces
Optimism
Playing piano
The sun outside
Community through music.
Holding the guitar
Beginning of summer
New friends
Time to make up for it
Sit at the piano
Make sweet music
Group work is important
Gotta jam right
Miracle
THE BEGINNING OF A DREAM
First time creating
first time project
anxious to make
anxious to start.
Hands shaking
but I learned the notes.
They made it easy
from the very start.
I loved music.
But with no clear path
Now I can create.
And not hold back
So I’m very thankful for that.
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