Home-Hopping Moth

If you haven’t already checked out the free ebook copy of Cats Home, then now is absolutely the time to do so! I’d love to hear some feedback so any honest reviews would also be greatly appreciated, and the print copy will be coming soon! But for this week, I also have a poem for you about a confused little moth, so I hope you enjoy this too!

A Pastel Love Note

This is just a soft little poem that I’d like to share this week. I’ve been posting a lot of Commute content recently – check it out on this page if you haven’t already – but sometimes it’s nice to just write pretty words and let them become a poem, because poetry can be so beautiful. Anyway, without further ado, here is A Pastel Love Note.

Love Letter Penned By A Pining Princess

This poem was recently featured in the second issue of TUGZ Magazine. It’s a bit of a sad one (and a bit of a long one) but I hope that you enjoy it and also check out the rest of that issue for another flash fiction piece by me and also some great fiction and non-fiction content from the other contributors.

Love Between Fire And Ice

I have another poem from that upcoming project that I’ve mentioned before in one of these blog posts for you today. It’s a rather long one, by my current standards for the poems I’ve been writing recently, but the concept intrigued me on a walk home recently and it’s been burning – unintentional pun – away in my head for a while, so here’s the poem.

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!

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.