Eimear

Hello! This is a song by my main character Che, from my musical that I've been working on for a couple of months. Just a bit of background, Che's had ...

Hello! I'm not sure if it was the angle you were going for, but this poem was strangely haunting. As well as many other things. You got a lot right ...

In my dreams I took a train last night, and beheld old London’s ancient lights. And met a little figure with heavy pails in his eyes who told me the ...

Hello! I love the way the two people above me weren't sure what you were trying to say. It means, in a round-a-bout way, that you're doing something right as ...

Hello! This was quite good. Just a couple of things I would try and improve on that would make your poems more accessible to people. Firstly, I'm not sure if ...

Hey Heather, how is life treating you? I love this! It's making me wish it was Halloween already. Spectacularly spooky. I like the way you don't oversimplify your work, some ...

I’m not wearing any wings there’s no angels to hold my hand. I have to walk this thin line on my own with only the air to hold me up. ...

The ironic and slightly cruel (but in a good way) feel to this is very good. The poem is original at it's best. I like the narrator's detached, almost reminiscent ...

Oh, and if all else fails- base your characters on people you know. I tend to use people around me as inspiration, and then let my imagination do the rest. ...

This will be a winter, without snow, without Christmas. Passing through the city, the world turns it’s back, ashamed. It’s once proud plume deftly plucked, the rivers in it’s canals ...

I find a lot of writers want to start each new chapter with a new poem. I personally would opt for one entire poem and starting each new chapter with ...

Last night I lost my brothers. I hid beneath a heather bush, amongst the purple flowers, and waited until their footfalls died. When the moon came out, I ran away ...

Hello Kris darling! I'm sorry about being frightfully late at reviewing this- my excuse is school and family commitments. But now I'm here and better late than never as they ...

When continents crack beneath your feet, and the rivers between them rise coldly, soaking and clawing it’s way up to your heart, threatening to drown you, freeze your very blood. ...

Hello! We've met before, haven't we? Well, welcome to YWS anyway. Hope you're settling in. It's great to see a lot of new poets treading these boards. Now, onto the ...