Tag Archives: Poem
Poetry Corner | Poem #12
And sometimes I wish that I could unbelieve the person, or the people, that I create. And sometimes I think that I should just be grateful for an imagination so resourceful. To be honest I don’t think this even counts as a poem but, hey, they’re words and I like them.
Poetry Corner | Poem #11
I’m midway through what feels like the millionth edit of my book, and this is particularly relevant at the moment. It’s still strange to me that a world can exist so vividly and entirely within my head, and now on the paper I’m reading, and that the people from this world feel like real and […]
Poetry Corner | Poem #10 : In Autumn Time
I told you I loved Autumn. Ten whole poems I’ve shared on here, ten pieces of my soul. I’m feeling a bit braver now, a bit more like I love what I’m doing and I love the feeling that people, however few, are reading my work, however crappy. Watch this space, as ever.
Poetry Corner | Poem #9: Filler
I can’t be the only one who sees everything through rose-tinted glasses of my own making, who lives with an overactive imagination so hopeful, so resourceful, that I can fall in love with my version of something a million times before it becomes itself. I don’t know if it’s naive or optimistic to see the […]
Poetry Corner | Poem #8
I’m not really sure the kind of work I want to share on my blog – the really personal poems, the long ones, the tiny little 1am thought ones, the haikus? I want to be able to share my favourite things, everything that means a lot to me, but I also want it to be the […]
Falling for Autumn
Today I stepped outside and it smelt like autumn. And so begins my love affair with this beautiful season. There’s something magical about autumn that has captivated me for as long as I can remember. Maybe because it’s the season of my birthday (October 1st and don’t you forget it), maybe it’s the transition from […]
POETRY CORNER | POEM #7: Force of Nature
Because you cannot choose the way you are anymore than you can choose your own blood. And maybe I’m biased, but a monsoon beats a drought any day.
Poetry Corner | Poem #6: Forgetting You (Fire Again)
Shadows and flames of people with no names. 1, 2, 3, and purge the memories of those who do not deserve to be remembered. Then you’ll feel better, I promise.
Poetry Corner | Poem #5: Roots and Stars
I’ve got to keep growing, upwards and downwards, to get to where I want to be. Just watch.
Poetry Corner | Poem #4
Because even when I’m somewhere I love, I can’t stop thinking about somewhere else. That’s the blessing and the curse of feeling at home everywhere and nowhere.
Bethany Wren 