by Billybeanwrites | Jul 25, 2020 | #WritersByNight, Poetry
Once I met a child who was normal. But not just normal. This child was the most normal child That I have ever met. Far more normal, in fact, than Any other child I have ever come across. Uncommonly normal. Impossibly normal. And If I’m honest All this excessive...
by nicola | Jul 16, 2020 | #WritersByNight, Poetry
I’d planned to do some writing with my friend’s daughters Reneé and Chloé today. When the morning came, neither Chloé or I were really in the mood. To make things worse, when we tried talking about this we were thwarted by a dodgy Zoom connection. I know...
by RossYoung | Jul 13, 2020 | #WritersByNight, Poetry
Paper for children is like a mirror They see themselves in it They make faces in it They see things they wouldn’t otherwise see They make it reflect They hold it up to others But through their years at school The mirror is warped The mirror is cracked The mirror...
by TobiasHayden | Jul 8, 2020 | #WritersByNight, Poetry
The Heron roars by my 4th floor balcony. I just glance up in time to see it. I swear I hear its body cutting through the air and its wings beating Pterodactyl-like. With a sagging neck bulge, it vanishes between the brick towers Down by the concrete slipway, where the...
by RossYoung | Jul 5, 2020 | #WritersByNight, Poetry
Hope is the moment you open the fridge door. It’s turning into the next aisle in the supermarket when you’ve lost your Mum. Your brother’s old bike you know he’s outgrown. Hope is waiting for the pound you’ve dropped to land on the pier boardwalk. It’s the red sky at...
by nicola | May 21, 2020 | #WritersByNight, Poetry
I wrote this poem in 15 minutes during an Arvon Zoom Masterclass with Roger Robinson. The title came from a conversation with a friend earlier in the week; she reminded me of advice that was gifted to me on a trip Key West at a turning point in my life. Participating...
