"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
Floating between distant horizons, you dance upon a fraying thread; turning somersaults as butterflies threaten to break free from the fragile anchor beneath your flailing feet. Muscles weaken with your inaction, as brittle bones lose their inhibitions; gliding towards an unseen surface that shimmers forever out of reach against …
Creating environments in which Cookie cutting is placed On precarious pedestals As the peak of workplace Productivity – Whilst new moulds are Shattered into a million Pieces before they can Travel from neural pathways To production lines – Is an extremely effective Approach to promoting Intolerance, Frustration, And stagnation, In …
In sweltering swamps, you seethe And sweat. Shedding layers to Acclimatise to the rising heat, Learning to bask in the warmth Of its embrace as you spread Invasive tendrils to test the Boundaries of your habitat. Your colonies have not entered Our consciousness. Hiding behind the certainty of …
This poem is inspired by recent research, which has found that substituting refined carbohydrates with fresh avocados can significantly suppress hunger in overweight and obese adults. When it comes to managing appetite, there is clearly no ‘one size fits all’ solution. However, understanding the relationship between food and different populations …
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; But how would it taste? Salty, Sour, Bitter, Sweet, That other one, the name For which I always forget Until it is on the tip of my tongue: Umami. A savoury taste …
Fade In: People wearing masks Ride their bicycles through A skyline of exhaust fumes and Dirty, blackened smoke. Their lungs irritated By the invisible particles that corrode Metal frames and Alveolar walls. RING RING Go their bells as they Cross the road and Casually turn right Into the unmarked bloodstream. …
Within the darkest webs of hidden fear, Bejewelled, unblinking octaves start to glow; The thought of spindly forelegs looming near, Can cause our buried angst to throb and grow. To overcome the horrors we can’t name, We must become exposed to what might be; In dealing with this enervating shame, …
Within the grimy creases of our home, Lurk microbes poised and floating in the dust; A sullied sign that we are not alone. We treat these scrounging tenants with disgust, Yet most of them just want to co-exist; To which our incensed manners seem unjust. By letting sunlight …
Our mental health is complex and obscure, There is no simple truth for how we feel; Depression does not have a catch-all cure, But can we swallow comfort from a meal? The fatty acids of Omega three, Are found in fish and help to fight despair; Omega six in food …
Within each breathe of air we need to live, Are carried tiny particles of dust; These specks pass through our bodies’ finest sieve, And cause our lungs and hearts to tar and rust. This dirt can soil the glucose that we make, With diabetes now a risk we take; …