Tag Archives: Poetry

Walking Home

This week’s piece, as you may have guessed, was inspired by my walk home today. It’s funny how you can be taken from inspirational happiness to existential sadness by a single walk, but that’s the way the world is. I tried to combine nature with the impact of the manmade world, but I think the nature always shines through a little more in my poetry. In any case, here’s Walking Home!

Heavy Thoughts

I’ve got a bit of a meta poem for you today! To be honest, I woke up a bit early, sat in bed and thought ‘what am I going to write about?’. I had some work to do and some little bits and pieces to tidy up, but then I sat down and just wrote. This is what happens when I let words just leave me and enter a screen, apparently: some sort of commentary on the actual process and impact of writing itself. Maybe it’s because I’m in a small room with the curtains drawn, so there’s not much else for inspiration – who knows? In any case, I hope you enjoy this poem!

Grey Eyes

Time for a break from the short stories! Get ready for an emotional little poem I wrote called ‘Grey Eyes’, where I experimented with the formatting a little through indenting (completely inspired by my recent studies of Christina Rosetti in college, by the way) and really focused on the placement of the words within the poem. I hope you enjoy it!

Packed In Boxes

In case it isn’t obvious from the title, this poem came about from me moving house–or, more specifically, me moving house with my boyfriend and his family. Lots of boxes. Lots of lifting. But also lots of memories of happy times together along with the promise of making more. Having a room called ‘ours’ filled with ‘our’ things is such a beautiful feeling, so I decided to capture the entire experience in this poem!

Wasted

To be completely honest, this poem was born from boredom. I was in class and, having finished my work, turned to a new page in my notebook and wrote down a few lines. Then a few more. Then a couple more, just for good measure. I ended up with a poem! Well, I ended up with three. Only one is here today, though, and that’s ‘Wasted’, a commentary on how adults view modern kids’ childhoods as useless and wasted, largely due to screen time and not going outside like in the ‘good old days’.

Identity Haikus

Hey there! Today, we’ve got three haikus which cover the theme of identity. They draw from my own experiences as well as the experiences of others, and, of course, there is an element of fictionality to them. Haikus are amazing, in my opinion. They’re like little bursts of emotion and description, hidden away in three lines. Please enjoy these three!