"How Did the Sky Look?" | Let's kick off May with some positivity shall we? | [Prompts: "How did the sky look?" + Write a poem where the title is a question and the final line of the poem is its answer + Write a haiku about happiness]
24319. Just Another Love Poem | Because love poetry is so overrated | "I'm not gonna write you a love song/'Cause you asked for it/'Cause you need one..." - 'Love Song' by Sara Bareilles
Dear Journal, or: The Joys of Writing in an Unlined Journal | Getting back into that one-post-a-month blogging pattern by writing about writing. Go figure ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
So long, 2019. Farewell, 2010s. Here come the roaring 20s... | May we make the most of every day life, and remember that "these are the days that must happen to you"
22616. Speak | Your voice doesn't have to be loud; you just need to have something worth sharing. | Mahal/o
4619. Postscript XXI| A little stroll down memory lane (here's to twenty-one years on this earth and more to come)
14419. Daylight Savings | Based on the #NaPoWriMoxNidhScraps prompt: 'Imagine you could bottle sunshine. What would you taste if you had a sip?' | I've always been fascinated with glass bottles, so I used them to pour a little streetcorner alchemy. Don't be fooled by the title; appearances can be deceiving. #NaPoWriMo
18419. An Ode to Pockets (Or Lack Thereof) | Because who *hasn't* complained about fake pockets before? #NaPoWriMo
Oh god, not our neighbours. Oh God, give us courage to unite. Oh, God, give us strength to stand firm against this hate. #Christchurch
"The play's the thing..."|The doors are open, the stage is set, and the players are in the wings. Riddle me this: Are you ready for a night at the theatre?
[Based on the following prompt from writing-prompt-s on tumblr] "Being a protagonist is a tough job, especially when your narrator keeps trying to kill you in more and more imaginative ways. Unfortunately for them, you are good at one thing and one thing only - staying alive."
220318 "Have you ever written a poem?" | This is what happens when you ask a poet whether they've ever written poetry. | Happy World Poetry Day!
In honour of Stephen Hawking. #140318 | Fernweh (German): Feeling homesick for a place you have never been to. | Hiraeth (Welsh): A particular type of longing for the homeland or the romanticised past...
In which I have a lot of feelings about how beautiful 'Wonder' is and I attempt to put them into words. | Less a review, more an opinion piece | (But regardless of my opinion, do go and read/see it anyways!)