By Danielle Potts, CONTACT:22dpotts@wghs.org.uk It’s been a fair few weeks and Hannah’s back again She survived the nuclear bomb but the world is not so zen I’m really not sure how she escaped that deadly nuclear blast The Earth’s now a wreck and the humans… she’s one of the last Read more…
Summer carnivals. The place I truly found myself, after all, I’ve been going to them ever since I was born. They attract me, like a fly drawn to light, but the last one I went to, is where I truly felt alive. As I said before, I’ve been going to Read more…
He smiles as I pick a petal from his ear, from the daisy upon it, as it gently grazes the grass we lie upon. The clouds slowly open like the gates of heaven, the sunlight floating through and landing on his hair, giving it a golden sheen. I look at Read more…
A summer’s day in 2050, Hannah needs supplies London’s as hot a Barcelona and the heat’s still on the rise. Wiping the sweat from her brow, Hannah steps outside Sees some kids up on the street (‘My God! They look fried!’) Upon reaching our future shops, Hannah enters smoothly Takes Read more…
As I wait in the airport for my plane to arrive, Off on my holidays, summer’s finally here, Picking up my staircase, never felt so alive, After so many hours of endless cloud, land is near! Finally landed and the heat hits my face, Seeing the yellow, sandy beach, Running Read more…
A Sunday afternoon At my grandma’s kitchen table As she retells me her memories From her youth in Jamaica Youngest of seven Surrounded by family, land and sun Left when she was seventeen As I am now Listening to her recollect her best times The village was hers Surrounded by Read more…
If I look into the mirror in 20 years time, Would I see the same face looking back at me? Or would her face be distorted, with no reason nor rhyme? Would that girl see what I see? Dear future self, how do you do? Are you the same as Read more…
Hello to myself I hope we are well, Please don’t tell me that we still dwell; On those friends –you remember- who tore us apart, Those friends –you remember- who shattered our heart. Never mind that for now we’re mature I’m sure there were more things we’ve had to endure; Read more…
Dear my future self – the future me. Is this where you envisioned you’d be? All those ifs, buts and maybes, Were they really worth the energy? I have faith in who you’ve become, All the pain and struggles now numb. So go ahead and chase those dreams, I’m sure Read more…
Hey there, future me, Are we happy, Wherever we’ve ended up? How’s the job? Did we achieve our dream? Was it everything we hoped it’d be? Sorry about all the questions. It seems like I’m pressuring you a lot But you know I’m curious. Sorry. It’s not fair that you’re Read more…