Poetry Blog by Maddie Wilson
Kevin T.S. Tan on My Safe Place (Mon, 27 Jul 2020 09:38 am)
Katie Wilson on Pretty (Wed, 15 Jul 2020 12:39 am)
I’ve always liked boxes.
I collected them for years,
Tiny jewellery boxes, music boxes
Jars, chests and woven baskets
I like how they keep things inside.
I like the mystery, the excitement of
Discovering them, of wondering what
Treasures are inside, what trinkets
Are guarded by their walls and their door.
I like knowing what’s inside.
I like when stra...
Tuesday 1st September 2020 2:47 pm
The gentle tingle of your electric finger down my spine
The wistful sigh of warm breath
The glow of deep soft lamplight and the
Caress of fresh clean sheets.
You tangle yourself up in me.
Our fingers twirl playfully, our heartbeats
In rhythm. Ba doom, ba doom.
I feel a trickle of uncomfortable sweat down my clavicle, but the thereness outweighs my overheating body.
Sunday 16th August 2020 11:28 am
Sweat and tears and laughter flowing through
Your body while your friends cheer you
On, and cheer your opponent on.
You both want to win, but in order for one of you
To win, the other has to lose.
It starts off friendly, tentative
You keep eye contact, you smile
You want to enjoy the comradery.
There are no sides according to your audience
But both of you know that there is
Wednesday 22nd July 2020 5:01 pm
I am angry.
I am angry at men, and women
and children and mothers and fathers.
my body is full of unbridled rage, that the ones
I love and care about, sometimes even myself,
can turn a blind eye to the atrocities right in front of us.
Children ripped from their mothers
Young people blinded and beaten for speaking the truth
Men spewing bile, cruelty, poison to hide the
depths of their...
Monday 20th July 2020 2:14 pm
A deep calming breath.
Take in the oxygen, let it fill your aching lungs.
Blow out the pain and the suffering into a the air,
Free it from the shackles of your body. It felt like a stranger.
Feel your fingers tingle as the blood rushes up and back down.
Feel your soul leave the confines of your physical being.
Don't be afraid. You are still here. You are in the world,
Your body is sti...
Friday 17th July 2020 2:17 pm
In the moonlit dreamtime as the
Warblers rest and stars kiss the midnight sky
I want to die
As the sun rises flirting seductively with
The horizon and cotton candy clouds
Tiptoe across the dawn
I want to die
In nameless parties with empty faces
And monsters growing with every sip of
Poison they ingest
I want to die
Thursday 16th July 2020 4:15 pm
I don’t need to proofread
I don’t even care.
My poetry is my heart, and I don’t need to
Check it over, because the thoughts I write
Are the thoughts that my heart evokes.
If the grammar is wrong, if the words are clunky,
If my explanation is off then that’s okay.
That’s what my heart wanted to say.
I don’t care whether anyone likes my words
They’re not for ...
Thursday 16th July 2020 3:34 pm
It’s a nagging,
A light tug of the sleeve on a cold day,
It reminds you it’s there with
Every quiet evening and cancelled plan
If you close your eyes you can feel
It stronger, engulfing you with its words
And its touch, filling your soul with the
Dirty sludge it flourishes within.
It follows you while you walk from
Street to street, from room to room,
And taunts you ...
Thursday 16th July 2020 3:21 pm
I'm sorry for the things I said
Sorry for the ways I hurt you.
I know sometimes I neglect you,
I find ways to desert you.
I didn't know you wanted me, I didn't know I was allowed
I didn't know I was allowed to love you and keep you for myself.
Your lights, your eyes, your body, your smile,
They're all for me now.
You'll never walk alone,
You'll never feel untouched,
You'll never ha...
Thursday 16th July 2020 3:16 pm
I want to be pretty.
I don’t know what that means
I don’t know if it equates to the amount of free
Drinks I can flirt my way into, how many compliments
I get on my new dress as it swishes in the soft breeze.
I don’t know how many men need to want to touch me,
How many people need to be jealous of me, how many eyes
Need to be on me.
I don’t know if it refers to the delicate purity ...
Sunday 12th July 2020 9:41 am
I don't miss you...not really.
I don't even want you...not really.
My empty heart is full of anger and regret, an infection that needs to be detoxed from inside me.
I can feel the grip of what could have been dissolving with every sip of self affirmation and every caplet of affection I imbibe.
I lick my wounds and feel the poison of jealousy and the sting of my injured pride slowly fa...
Sunday 12th July 2020 7:08 am
I'm so sick of my spinning thoughts
Up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down
Ecstasy, melancholy, wistful wanderlust, crippling fear, I know no other method.
I want to love, I want to grow, but my body and mind are barely crawling forward, their muscles aching, their breath ragged.
There's only one constant that fills my being.
Exhausted. Exhausted. Exhausted.
Sunday 12th July 2020 5:58 am
I’ve got callouses
I’m covered in scars
I’m broken inside
So loving me is hard
You kissed my fingers
My heart pounded so hard
You bathed me in love
And now i can’t get up my guard
It just seems so easy for you
Even after all we’ve been through
You told me you didn’t want to lose me
So how are you being so cold
You washed away the armour that i hold
I wish that this hurt you like i...
Saturday 11th July 2020 7:05 am
I held you in the dark
Your face burrowed in my breast
Your tears made my body sweat and my fingers
Clung to your hair
A smile so small grew on my lips, as you
I expect nothing from you.
And I would probably do anything for you.
And I knew from the moment we touched.
11am, with the sun streaming in through the window.
You lay in my lap as...
Friday 10th July 2020 2:24 am