Ahh... happy memories. Does anyone remember those? Someday I shall be better. I’ll be a person who can speak their mind Without the constant fear of what others think. I’ll choose my own passage, My own words, And I’ll read aloud from the holy book of me. Because I can’t do that now. Someday I… Continue reading Someday (Poem)
It was a decision that we made, Not completely but many the same. A voice came together and shouted That our kingdom should be held accounted, Should stand alone and rule alone, Should keep our pride tied to the throne. That we should give our love and guidance To only one, and we picked a… Continue reading Unmoved By This War
A poem inspired by Elizabeth Gaskell's 'North and South' South to North Edith buttoned up her dress, And sat upon her silly mess, Calling out to ‘Dear Ma Mere’; The fanciful call of a love-not-shared. And my dear Aunt did answer the call. My cousin following in her lovely shawl. Plain at sight was dear… Continue reading South to North: The Life of Little Miss. Hale
The Literary Onion 