Silence: A Poem

Hi there! Please enjoy this short poem that I wrote this evening. Give it a like if you did, and if you really liked it, why not consider sharing it with the buttons below? Thanks! These broken words drop Soundlessly to the floor, and I Wait, and hold the silence between my palms, And do … More Silence: A Poem

Ember: A Poem

Hi there! Very short poem this evening/morning? which I hope you enjoy. Please feel free to leave feedback below! I lie as an ember On the edge of a page, awaiting a breath To burst into flame – I shall burn bright; or, I shall be nothing more than smoke.

Healing: A Poem

Hi there! Feeling tired this evening, so just a short poem, which I hope you enjoy.And it is now That I find the place I had thought lost; Fill the void I had thought empty; Feel the peace I thought Could never be.

Two Poems

Hi there! Here are two short poems that I wrote this evening, and that I hope you enjoy. To Replace The Darkness Fill me up with stars To fill the corners Of my heart And keep me warm When it gets dark     Blue Nostalgia And all the shades of blue Fade in the … More Two Poems

Night-Light: A Poem

Hi there! I seem to have a thing for very short poems at the moment – I hope you enjoy this one that I wrote this evening. I have caught A jar of stars To keep beside me Through the dark

Star-Chime: A Poem

Hi there! Very tired this evening due to having 2 exams today, but I hope you enjoy this product of my weary brain. There are silver bells Hung in the sky That chime softy Through the night And protect your dreams ‘Til morning light.

Fly Away: A Poem

Hi there! I’m very tired this evening, so just a short poem today, which I hope you enjoy.   Fly away On the wings of a dream, Filled with wonder and eternity; And don’t look back Until you find me.

Surreal Is Real: A Poem

Hi there! Please enjoy this short poem I wrote this evening about how real life can still surpass surrealism sometimes. Viewing the crystallization of your dreams Into something more tangible than The telescopic image of your heart is The Dali moment of reality; Except, melting clocks seem Somehow more plausible than What’s real.