My name is Hannah. I work with young children in school, teaching dance and exercise. I love to write and have been writing since I was 10 years old. I write poems but some short stories too. I believe poetry is best when shared. I write about topical issues, emotions, family, everything really. Sometimes I will see an item on the News and it will inspire me to write. I have had a few things published in an Anthology but not a lot yet.
The Heart That Hopes I think the heart still hopes Even when all hope is gone. Even when all the clothes and food and money and books Have all been taken, The heart hopes on. When there is only a crust of bread To eat each day, I think the heart beats towards that crust. When the mother has gone All hope is on the father, When the baby has entered into the chamber, All hope is on the baby who has not yet entered in. The heart of a human still hopes, Still hopes to remain human. People will make a village wherever they are gathered, Wherever they are imprisoned, They will find a patch of earth, They will make a small city And call it Hope.
All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.
With Croutons (25/05/2020)
A Poem For VE Day (07/05/2020)
Colombe - The Dove (06/05/2020)
She Said (27/04/2020)
The Clown (23/04/2020)
What We Cannot See (15/04/2020)
Got Any Change Luv . . . ? (12/02/2020)
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