My Dad’s Poem

This poem is by my dad. I’m very proud.

We breathe so we cannot drown.

We love so we cannot spread doom.

We smile to better soften our foe.

We light the room which was so cold.

We pass through this world in a flash

We live for the now but not in a rush.

We are our future we are our past.

Girl And Lamp

The girl sits in a chair. Her hair is covered in moss, so has become green, as if she were a creature of the sea. Her skin is pale, though, and fresh, smooth; not like the wrinkled skin she’d have if she were from the sea. Her eyes are fixated on a lamp that hides in the corner of the room. She wants the lamp to stop hiding. It is a fairly extravagant-looking lamp, perhaps that is why it hides. It doubles as a coat hanger due to the hook-like spirals coming out from it. The girl regrets the time she put her coat on it. She made the lamp feel confused and conflicted. Since then, it has been in the corner.

She gets up from the chair, brusquely, and confidently strides over to the lamp, having prepared a speech.

“I know we haven’t talked in a while,” she begins, lowering her eyes so to avoid the overpowering glare of the lamp, “but I am sorry for how I treated you. I never imagined how that would make you feel. I will never hang a coat on you again. You are my friend and you’re special to me. Please forgive me.”

The lamp turns off. The girl looks dazed for a second, wondering if that is a sign of rejection. But then, the lamp starts flickering, and a message comes through.

I’M SORRY I HID IN THIS CORNER the light flicks. CAN WE MOVE PAST THIS?

“Of course we can,” the girl responds, embracing the lamp in a warm hug.

Once the hug has finished, the lamp moves across the floor and positions itself in the middle of the room, on the rug, like before.

Everything is bright again.

Escapril: Catharsis

i want to drown
but i want to fly
i want to swim
but i want to fall
i want it to end
but i want it to start
i don’t know when
i don’t know why
this is my coffee
without it im tired
need this writing
to set me in motion
i want to spiral
but i want to straighten up
i want to be liked
but i dont want to fit in
i want so many things
nothing works
this is how i swing
my feelings, in words.

Escapril: May Flowers

I see a daisy,
pick it up,
will they love me?
love me not?
I see a rose,
pick it up,
ouch a thorn!
not much love here.
I see a sunflower,
so big and beautiful,
don’t pick it up,
just smile.
I realise that nature
is always around us,
we don’t need to tamper
with it to enjoy it.
Just let it do what it wants.
It is nature after all.

Escapril: Girlhood, Boyhood

As a girl,
I learnt to cry.
As a girl,
I learnt to smile.
As a girl,
I learnt to trust.
As a girl,
I learnt to hate.
As a girl,
I learnt to wonder.
As a girl,
I learnt to forgive.
As a girl,
I realised
life isn’t easy
but it’s there.
As a girl,
I realised
the world isn’t fair
but it’s there.
As a girl,
I realised
many things
that still scare me now.