Splinters: A Poem

Hi there! I’m quite tired writing this so I have no idea if it’s any good to be honest, but I wrote on here two days in a row so I’m proud of myself! I hope you guys enjoy, please leave any feedback you have down in the comments. Thanks! And in that moment Everything … More Splinters: A Poem

Hands: A Poem

Hi there! I hope you enjoy this poem I wrote this evening. As always, I would love feedback on my work, so if you have a minute then leave a comment down below with your thoughts! Also check out my twitter for updates on my writing life and all the joys of university essay writing… Enjoy! … More Hands: A Poem

Bliss: A Poem

Hi there! I hope you enjoy this evening’s post, loosely inspired by Ursula Le Guin’s story ‘Paradises Lost,’ which I’m currently reading and enjoying immensely. I advise you all to read it! I’ve not read much Sci-Fi before, and I think it’s a genre that I should definitely explore… Also, did you know that I’m … More Bliss: A Poem

Driftwood: A Poem

Hi there! I hope you enjoy this evening’s poem, about life and storms and how the concepts of the two collide. Be still; pause The rush, the stream, the tide, The constant ebb and flow of life, Dragging you like driftwood To crash against the cliffs, hurled By waves shaped by the storm of living; … More Driftwood: A Poem

Dizzy: A Poem

Hi there! Please enjoy this little poem that I wrote this evening.I am forever spinning, dizzy, Losing my footing and tripping Over life as if I’m attempting To walk on ice without skates, and all Around me I see these figures seemingly gliding Effortlessly; it may be An illusion, but all I know Is I’m … More Dizzy: A Poem

Weariness: A Poem

Hi there! Please enjoy this evening’s little poem. I am weary of nothings; Of aching hearts and tired eyes And the dictation of lacks, ordering Meaningless moments into the sheer, Fragile, Transparent illusion of purpose And understanding; I am tired Of questions without answers, of The ache in my head And my heart and my … More Weariness: A Poem

Thistle Grove: A Poem

Hi there! Please enjoy this poem that I’ve written this evening. There are thistles beside the path, Adorning the grove, Crowning the grass with tenacious thorns, proudly Aligned. Sharp pinpricks, Warning travelers, do not Enter here, this sacred place; This space is reserved only for woodland kings; And queens. Wistful green grass gazes back longingly … More Thistle Grove: A Poem