“I will do something today”, she thought. “I will be productive today”, she said. Sitting on a park bench to escape her stumbling mind, confused and distracted by ticking and whirring and rumbling. Usually wandering into the trap of the colours and sounds of pictures and words. “Here there is no way to be distracted”,…
Read MoreThe Ship – A Poem
My heart is like a vessel And with every break it leaks. As the water gushes in, Under the heaviness, it creaks. And with every fracture The ship sinks deep below the sea. The waters that are your words Rippling waves inside me. The drowning won’t last forever though, There is always a breath of…
Read MoreThe edge of a cliff
Poetry is the world beyond the edge of a cliff. There is a little man standing on the edge of this cliff. He isn’t really a little man, only in comparison to the cliff. But he is standing on the edge of the cliff where everything stops. All the everyday rules that we subconsciously follow,…
Read MoreSunsets, Shells and Sparkles – A poem
The sand was filled with sparkles As the sunset glimmered on the sea And as it reflected off the water On the sea shells by my feet. I wrote the sparkles on my paper And weaved them in between the lines. I pocketed all the pretty shells, Collected all that I could find. But then…
Read MoreHabitual Writing
In the past, I have challenged myself to try and write everyday. I would set myself a time and a number of pages and I would say “right, this is what I will write today”. I found that never lasted long because it felt like a chore. I would keep going with it for a…
Read MoreThe Impossibility of Counting Leaves – A poem
I wander Slowly Through a forest of trees Watching and feeling the soft summer breeze, Causing the trees too many leaves To fall as I fail to count them. As I wander Slowly Through the forest of trees Perfectly tranquil and calm, You were the leaf I would not have noticed, Had you not fallen…
Read MoreThe future
I feel as though sometimes, I live too much in the future. I worry far too much about my plans for what will be, and the things that I want to be able to do, but can’t due to certain circumstances. I’m too caught up on the fact that once I have what I plan…
Read MoreDream Catcher – A poem
I wish to be a dream catcher And float among The glittering stars, When our homes are draped In a veil of darkness, While tired eyes close But minds are still alive With hopes And dreams And wishes. I yearn to watch The magic of dancing minds In the dark, And collect it like stardust,…
Read MoreThe Power of Silence – A poem
Every sound is loud When it is piercing a deafening silence Whether it be a tiny watch tick Or the gentle turn of a page Or your own thoughts screaming In your mind Because there is no room for them to be muffled By the outside voices Or traffic Or rain That causes the constant…
Read MoreA Change of Seasons – A poem
Where once she was a bare tree With nothing but a few falling leaves In the coldest of Winters. With grey clouds looming above And not even a glimpse of blue, The rain poured, Hail pattered And lightning struck. Floods leaving nothing but Destruction in its path. She shivered by a fire That refused to…
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Lauren Kathleen 