Why I Write

My words were nonsense, Incorrect and back to front. They said “She’ll never be academic” “She’ll never amount to much” ‘They’ said I only had an issue, with my b’s and my ds. So they brushed away the problem, They didn’t want anyone to see. Still words seemed to find me. Release my tangled mind….

Behind the Mask, Stalker Online

Shes just a child, Going through change. Feeling mixed up. Hormones to blame. She reaches out, To the online world. Hoping to find a friend, So she doesn’t feel alone. Hes a middle aged man, Hiding behind a mask. Luring her into his web of deceit. He paints a picture of a teenage boy, Who…

Tomorrow’s World

Tomorrow’s world will be technologically advanced, With transporters that can beam you to France. With computer screens in the wearers eyes. Controlled by the thoughts inside your mind. Food will be genetically grown. While fresh foods are stories old people told. Cars will be electronic driverless machines. Theres fewer accidents and it keeps itself clean….

Everyone’s A Winner

He blinked, And blinked again. He couldn’t believe his eyes. His numbers had come up on the lottery. He jumped in the air, He actually squealed with excitement. He was a millionaire. He went to bed with the biggest smile. Not telling a soul his news. Up early for work. He marched in, Swore at…

One Little Duck

Its just one little duck, Waddling alone, Wishing she was home. She got taken away. She awoke to a red tag. It rustled her feathers, As she waddled, Through all weathers, Around this unfamiliar place. Her wing was trimmed with black. She felt the black caused her pain. She felt tired and drained. Yearning to…

Doing the Right Thing Until it’s Better

Pen embraces paper. Ink expanding into a sea of white, Like a beautifully smooth flow of fonts. A writers mind focused, Expecting conception of inspiration. Writing until it’s better, Writing until what’s better? The words, the story, The mind of the creator, The maker, the storyteller? For the hand which holds the pen, Can carry…

Ketchup on Your Treatment

Napowrimo 2018, Day 30 and my final day. Its been quite a journey, sometimes challenging but I’m proud to have succeeded. The final (optional) prompt, I’d like you to take your cue from Borges, and write a poem that engages with a strange and fascinating fact. It could be an odd piece of history, an…

This Girls School Day

Napowrimo 2018, Day 29. Went with my own flow today. Today I’m nervous Ive got a maths test After lunch But I’m also excited Because a boy I like Said he’d sit with me In study hall I’m chewing my pencil Absent mindedly While I write my verbs I’m texting my bestie Under the table…

Postcard to Heaven

Napowrimo 2018, Day 28. Today’s prompt (optional, as always). Following the suggestion of our craft resource, we challenge you today to draft a prose poem in the form/style of a postcard. If you need some inspiration, why not check out some images of vintage postcards? Wish you were here, I’m missing your smile. Its been…

The Moon

Napowrimo 2018, Day 27. Today’s (optional) prompt. Following Lauren Hunter’s practice of relying on tarot cards to generate ideas for poems, we challenge you to pick a card (any card) from this online guide to the tarot, and then to write a poem inspired either by the card or by the images or ideas that…

Feeling Flat

Napowrimo 2018, Day 26. Today’s prompt (optional as always). Taking our cue from today’s craft resource, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that includes images that engage all five senses. Try to be as concrete and exact as possible with the “feel” of what the poem invites the reader to see, smell,…

Warning Chronic Pain Sufferer

Napowrimo 2018, Day 25. Today’s prompt (optional, as always). Today, we challenge you to write a poem that takes the form of a warning label . . . for yourself! (Mine definitely includes the statement: “Do Not Feed More Than Four Cookies Per Hour.” Warning! Warning! Warning! Chronic pain sufferer alert. May exhibit extreme fatigue….