Lost – A Poem by Lauren Curr

Lost, scared, Nobody's there, All this traumas I cannot share. Pent up in a room Too small for my mind Why do I ache when my heart is just kind? Surrounded by people But loneliness prevails I don't want to know what the future entails. I don't want to know The future. The future Is…

The Barrel- A poem for the end of February.

The barrel looked stable, but really, it was empty. A hollow void lies beneath the strong walls. Can they really protect you? The barrel rolled around- no balance. Where's the stability? The rounded edges, so smooth looking, but splintered, cannot hold you up. But the barrel shrunk until you we're looking down it, into it.…

National Poetry Day!

Happy National Poetry day! Today is a day that I hold dearly in my heart, as it celebrates my one true love. Many people do not appreciate the power and the beauty of written word, but I think there is nothing more important; For enjoyment; To have your voice; To hear the voice of others.…

“One thing very clever.”

'At a picnic on Box Hill, Emma "…demands from each of you either one thing very clever, be it prose or verse, original or repeated- or two things moderately clever- or three things very dull indeed, and she engages to laugh heartily at them all." We ask you to please entertain us with "one thing…

What does it mean to ‘beam’?

"The video game 'Animal Crossing: Wild World' says that 'We can't let the sun outshine us! We have to beam, too!'  What does it mean to beam like the sun? Who shines like the sun?" - Four Seasons of Creative Writing. What does it mean to beam like the sun? I don't think I can…

I'm staring at something and it stays the same, but the way I see it has changed. Even seconds ago, I remember it being much brighter than now. I don't know if it's the object dulling, the dimming of light, my eyes playing tricks on me or my mind preventing me from seeing the beauty…