Poetry – Page 9 – Oskar Leonard

Prayer

I don’t know what this is, except that it’s a poem and it might be a prayer so that’s a good enough title for me. Enjoy, I guess.

It’ll Be Better In The Morning

Not going to lie, I have very much combined a writing task from the Creative Writing side of my degree with this week’s post, but I’m hoping that you’ll enjoy it! The heart of the task was creating images, assigning purposeful adjectives to them and layering sound on top. Feel free to let me know your thoughts! But anyway, here’s the poem.

My Friends

Today, I decided to show you a poem about the stars – or, rather, the lack of stars that I noticed one morning when I was walking to the bus stop. Seeing the stars and the moon in the early morning is one of the best parts of my day, especially when I have to wake up so early, so seeing a sky without them is quite saddening to me. Therefore, a poem was born – although the stars have since returned to the sky, you’ll be happy to hear!

Dust

Another poem for you this week. I guess it’s about tiredness, but a different tiredness to the usual yawning sleepiness. It’s more of an ache that won’t go away and follows you through every single day until the smallest task becomes a challenge and you have no idea why. Anyway, here’s the poem!

Not Quite Home

Going to university, for me, means long bus rides through places I haven’t really been to before. It also means looking out of the window a lot and wondering about these places, where some things are the same as home but some things overwhelmingly aren’t. As such, I ended up writing a poem about this very thing–and here it is!

A Train Journey

I’ve found myself on a lot of trains recently, sometimes for rather long periods of time. I just find that you get a strange feeling when you look outside and see the entire world rushing past, and then look again to see that it has all been replaced by yet more world. So, naturally, I wrote a poem about it – please enjoy!

Fields

Keeping with the Wigan Pride theme from the week before last, I’m going to showcase a poem which has certainly been one of my most successful. It came first place in TYWI’s Pride competition in the poetry category, and it’s going to be featured in the digital Wigan Pride 2021 content (although it was recorded in 2020, so I look… quite different!) as well as being published in a couple of other places (such as in Our Paused World!), so let’s add to the list and highlight it here as well!

The Emptiness Of My Atmosphere

Just a short poem today. Sometimes, it feels like the world is far too full of noise and general existence, but escaping it allows you to enjoy some form of blissful haven, far from the concept of everything. At least, that’s what I was thinking while I wrote this poem. If you’re sick of everything that is going on everywhere, then this one is for you.

In Your Hand

If you’ve ever wondered about whether your heart simply disappears from your chest within beats–which you probably haven’t, in all fairness–then this poem is for you. If you’ve become suddenly intrigued by that thought and maybe even a little unsettled at the idea of your heart taking a brief excursion from your chest every time it isn’t beating, then this poem is also for you. If this sounds like a load of random nonsense that has no bearing on reality, then this poem may not be for you, but you can still read it. Enjoy the freedom to relish in madness!

Under The Moon

Maybe it’s because I’m in the middle of writing Reborn Bloodlines, the sequel to Twisted Bloodlines, but I’m feeling quite appreciative of the moon. It’s just inherently magical to me, in the way that it changes form every night, from crescent to full moon and everything in-between, and everything that you see under moonlight seems otherworldly in a rather beautiful yet eerie way. I’ve got a lot of thoughts, in any case, and my thoughts always seem to work themselves into poetry, so here you go!