Young Writers Society

There is no cross to take up and in fact, it was never our sins that needed erasing.

Max accompanies his mother to her childhood home so they can wait with his aunt and cousin for her mother to die. They are at the mercy of the woods.

"Everything will be okay in the end. If it is not okay, then it is not the end."

This is a poem I made. I wanted to make something deep, so here it is. The first thing I will publish on this website.

You ever walk away from a toxic situation? Perhaps you might relate to this.

A poem about love

I wrote this for a friend of mine.

You surely don't want to miss this, it might also be helpful to your kids and not only you🙂👍just give it a try.

A young man is tested, to his limits, by loss and by faith. In the end, when all else has failed, will he prevail?

They were best friends, but she feels something else. Should she risk it and just confess?

A happy, short extract of two characters just sharing a heartfelt exchange after an important battle (broken bones, blood but nothing too bad)

In a foreign country, you were the first one I met who spoke my language.

Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who's the fairest of them all? It wasn't me, it was only you, and an overwhelming amount of trust issues.

This is my first attempt at a visual poem with pictures. It's not the best but I had fun making it!!

​The monkeys and bears and tears blur together. This poem is the theme of my next poetry novel.