Overwhelmed
My mood stinks My temper is erratic And happy is no longer a part of my vocabulary I feel like someone is forever scratching their nails...
Love's Flame
Love is like a candle; it burns out over time. It starts off a flame that burns so strong in passionate colours of red and gold. It burns...
Through The Pitch Black Doorway
She works in the laundry Or so she says With her woollen hat And her dark dark hair And her pristine apron And her old fashioned dress...
Stories
Surrounded by books from an early age
A magical world on each paper page
By the time I was ten I had lived thousands of lives
Saving my pe
Grey Days
Do something Do anything It doesn't matter what Just stop lying there Staring at the ceiling Mind wandering Feeling grey Tidy your room...
The Writers Den
A few weeks ago I went to the Writers Den with my friend and fellow blogger Hannah (link to her blog at the bottom of the post- you...
Dear Miss Rosie
Dear Miss Rosie, I saw you today walking along the wall on Apple Way. Your hair is wild but your clothes are neat and you have bright red...
Stargazing
My sister's a star up in the sky, I can see her at night if I really try. She blows me a kiss and says, 'You'll be alright, if only you...
