"Sad stuff makes beautiful poetry, but it's not so pretty to live with." [-Merecat]
*For the Dear Diary Competition*
(I recommend anything beyond 'Tumbling Ash' for the rest is a mess of nonsense words that hold no character, no story and absently fill the page)


71. Encasing Sky


Today the sky seemed so in love with the moon's full form that it dangled it

amongst the velvet clouds for the entire day,

letting the swallowing blue bob along the colour effortlessly.


I wondered if the sun was angry.



the light of the street lamps burn through my curtains and I flick the switch

to my battery-powered candles that flash with energy.


My day seems like a swirl of wizard words from Lord Of The Flies and

song lyrics,

watching the clouds go to heave rain and then pause in anticipating debate over whether

to ruin the hair of girls below and soak uniform.


The great tree that is stood bent within our school seemed to hide

mystery today and the air smelt of

wet grass and secrets.


Every eye I looked into shielded a lie or a mortifying truth

that was screened by laughter and mouthing

I love you across the class over



Each mouth sealed knowledge,

consuming ideas that would spring to life within a class but

shivered behind the skeletons of teeth.


Everything seemed to waver with un-certainty.


I don't know what I

will say anymore.



-30th September 2015



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