Young Writers Society

Not sure about the formatting here. It's different in Microsoft Word. Mad Like A 12-Year-Old Boy Letters spell words. Words have meaning, I'm told. So, the day mum woke up ...

Funeral Band The old men go marching into open graves singing defiant songs. They were soldiers once. Death is a familiar friend - the kind you're happy to run into ...

Exhibition The suburbs I grew up in simmer with memories; some mine, some not. I have to wade through these old streets, the air is so thick with them, the ...

First Draft Fields of poppy wilt in the heat. Boys lounge beneath the hanging trees of Babylon, verses trailing above their heads. During the War, poetry had to be remembered. ...

You know, I had that furthering-of-each-line thing sort of happening in the beginning, and again toward the end, but lost it in the middle. Still, I'm posting the raw stuff ...

Listen: by the time I notice how high I am, I'm already falling. The world flashes in the reflection of a sparkling drink swimming in the lines of a poem ...

Volume II Perched atop two steps outside, I bake in blue jeans painted on skin. The noise I dread is lost in the rush of Sunday traffic: an old man ...

Volume. Only a thin strip of cement separates my home from the sea of everyday noise: engines hiss and belch smoke in restless eddies spilling over the beached front, and ...

Near A Mountain Too Wise To Squabble Speak! Speak! Speak! crowed the ravens, their beaks bleak in the black, eyes pinprick moons piercing the forest canopy. They seemed almost one ...

The Hoary Tree Grew out of the ground like sloping arms shaggy with a winter coat. It was the kind of tree – looping over clear spaces – I would ...

The poems I post here are half-thought-through ramblings that I've written in recent weeks, to which I attach minimal value, but still consider to be mine under copyright etc etc ...

33, 000. Boo! I want more!

Welcome, Supermeggs! A Brief History: YWS was built by elves, for elves, but is currently used mostly by squirrels, chimps and robots. Also, the occasional person but they're mythical things, ...

Only four? Man, you've got some catching up to do. I'm so far ahead of you in this race. My rejections are many! Haha. I talk about the latest one ...

BUY THE CHICKEN SALT. DO IT. NAOW. Although, after this, there's a 99.9% chance it will disappoint you severely. It's awesome on hot chips or "fries" as you call them. ...