Hope: A Poem

Hope.
you are eternal.
You stay
when nothing else remains.
You see us through our darkest times
and come hand in hand with fear.

You are my friend when no one else will be.
You take away the sting of despair.
You’re always near
but forever out of reach.
And you lead me away from pain.

You stand in between dreams and reality.
Neither the abstract or the present
you create our lives and weave patterns for us to follow.

There is nothing you cannot achieve,
you are more powerful than the darkest things this world can throw at us.
You are eternal.
Hope.

Hope

The Cat with Nine Lives

My love for writing has existed as long as I have been able to write. At first it was a way of me explaining the world around me. I remember age 6 writing a story about how a hedgehog got its spikes just simply because at that age I had no concept of evolution or how things came to be just that there must be a reason. My early stories are almost all fable like in their style.

When I grew older and my comprehension of the world was more clear, I would use my imagination as a form of escapism. If I had had a bad day at school I would come home and just sit in silence thinking about a far away world where things were different. It felt almost as though I had another life, and I created so many worlds in my head that I effectively had multiple lives. My way of keeping these multiple worlds and stories alive was by writing them down, so that after a while I could reread the stories and be transported back to those worlds that I had not been to for a while.

Poetry came to me a lot later, and arrived with my love of nature. Living in London, I crave the beauty of the countryside, and the only way I know how to bring these places home with me, is not by photographs but by my own descriptions of what I have seen. I find these are easier to portray with poetry rather than with prose. I often don’t understand what I think about these places until I have written those thoughts down. This sounds strange but it’s the only way I know how to be. I feel like a cat with nine separate lives.

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Age 21: A review

Very recently, I celebrated my 22nd birthday and therefore ended my year of being 21. Being 21 is quite a milestone age and this got me thinking about what I had achieved and what new things I had experienced at 21. So, I have decided to review my year, to see if being 21 is the milestone year its cracked up to be.

Here’s a summarised list of my 21 experience.

  1. Realising that drinking is not worth the hangover.
  2. Experiencing my first real loss. The death of my beloved Granddad.
  3. Quitting my first real job. I was a Barista.
  4. Going on my first holiday with my boyfriend. Lake district. Loved it.
  5. Getting my second proper job. A wench. Very Glamorous.
  6. Realising that Shisha gives me a worse hangover than alcohol, and that I don’t think it’s meant to.
  7. Deciding that my partying days are over. (To be honest they never really began.)
  8. Moving in with my boyfriend!
  9. My first Christmas without my complete family. Bereavement hits hard.
  10. Severely burning my left hand in a soup accident. All healed now, but I was concerned I’d lost my fingerprints for a few weeks.
  11. Leaving my wench job. I really wasn’t happy about the burning soup.
  12. Developing Thanatophobia and anxiety.
  13. Starting my degree in History. Best decision I’ve ever made.
  14. Finally deciding to become a writer.
  15. Starting up my blog.
  16. Writing a screenplay.
  17. Finding my christian faith again. Thanks Hillsong!
  18. Starting a novel. Fingers crossed.
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In the very beautiful lake district.

And here’s my list of everything I want to achieve as a 22 year old.

  1. Finish my novel.
  2. Publish my novel.
  3. Help raise awareness for hedgehogs. (They need our help!)
  4. Raise awareness and help those caught up in Human Trafficking. It’s a bigger problem than a lot of us think.
  5. Move out of my parents house.
  6. Continue learning to manage my Thanatophobia and anxiety.
  7. Writing, writing and more writing.
  8. Campaign for better protection of our ancient forests and woodland habitats.
  9. Even if its just in a small way I want to turn 23 knowing that I made the world a little better when I was 22.

 

Thank you for reading this blog post, I hope it wasn’t too long. I’d really love to know what your experiences were of being 21 or what you hope to achieve when you are 21. Also, if you want more information on Thanatophobia, Anxiety, Hedgehogs or Human Trafficking, then let me know and I will do a blog post on those subjects. Please leave comments below, I can’t wait to read them.