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…
By Mia Bains (18mbains@wghs.org.uk) To enter a poem for this theme e-mail t.dawkins16@wghs.org.uk When I think of you,I think in two ways;Firstly cold and impassive,Abstract from the realities of my future lifeSecondly hot and protective,My future life flits between my fingersLike elusive threads of gold,Far too fragile for my callous Read more…
I am lost within and lost without This identity of mine That I seek beyond me And seek foolishly Years of learning to love Books and films and music And language with no borders Only to realise my heart is some hoarder’s Who hoards all she loves Into a mind Read more…