by nicola | Nov 26, 2020 | #WritersByNight, Memoir
This is the first draft of a memoir piece I am writing as a member of my Year 6 writing community. I thought I’d be going over to the park after lunch. You know: the climbing frame, the roundabout, just hanging with whoever was around. And then he asked me. ...
by HillWalker | Nov 23, 2020 | #WritersByNight, Poetry
BASED ON Hope is a Thing With Feathers by Emily Dickinson Hope is a ball of sunshine That nestles in your mind And whispers the words you cannot hear And never dulls at all. And brightest in the storm it beams And black must be the clouds- That could dim its tenacious...
by nicola | Nov 22, 2020 | #WritersByNight
This is the first half of a memoir piece I am writing as a member of my Year 6 writing community. I thought I’d be going over to the park after lunch. You know: the climbing frame, the roundabout, just hanging with whoever was around. And then he asked me. My dad...
by michaeloconnor | Nov 22, 2020 | #WritersByNight, Poetry
The kids are gone to bed Finally, peace at last I tap the app and wait Just one more game. The small hand points to the ceiling there’s a quiet creek from upstairs I wait in the lobby Just one more game. The small hand is horizontal My wife will kill me when she...
by Billybeanwrites | Nov 20, 2020 | #WritersByNight, Poetry
Why do things get stuck in your head Stuck in your head Stuck in your head Why do things get stuck in your head Stuck in your head Stuck in your head Why do things get stuck in your shoe Stuck in a tree Stuck in the loo, Why do things get stuck in your teeth Stuck in...
