I write things.

I'm a creative writing student and this blog is a place for me to post what I've written. I was fifteen when I first wrote some of these, I'm 21 now and have (hopefully) improved somewhat! Please feel free to comment and critique.

Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Neptune

We talked you
into a fantasy world,
the blue of a cloudless,
rainless sky.
Our hearts were carved
from diamond there.
We've grown up now
and left you empty,
treading lonely circles
around the blistering sun.
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      • The Lost Poem
      • Possession
      • Experimental Fiction
      • Synonymia
      • My attempt at a villanelle (they're really hard!)
      • Sonnet to a Supermarket Employee
      • Soup
      • Pastoral
      • Ghosts
      • Snow Day
      • Tonight
      • Back thenthe months would crowd into minutes.Each ...
      • Your House (part one)
      • Photographs
      • Your House (part two)
      • Close Encounters of the Worst Kind
      • I Am Not a Robot
      • Strawberries
      • Autumn
      • Icarus
      • Seven Minutes
      • Your House (part three)
      • Pluto
      • Neptune
      • We could live beneath a blanket,coiled tight as sp...
      • There's a girl round herewith a barbed wire spinea...
      • You never said sorry.
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