I Write Poetry Sometimes

 Hello!  This is probably my favourite poem that I've written. It came about last year as the result of the murder of George Floyd and the protests that happened after it. I felt very helpless as a young person who didn't have much of a reach and who was also stuck in the UK and in lockdown.  The murder of George Floyd made me so incredibly angry at the world and the way we think it's acceptable to treat people as a society. This anger at racism also made me angry at other injustices like homophobia, transphobia and the climate crisis (among others) and that anger resulted in this poem.  This poem is the first one I ever shared publicly (I posted a video of me reading it online and over 2k people saw it!!) and I think is the best one I've written (so far!)  Enjoy! and remember the words of our lord and saviour, Mr Harry Styles - Treat People With Kindness.  People are often surprised When they find out I’m only 20 They don’t understand how I can be so o...

 Hello!  This is a poem I've never shared publicly before but I really like it! It's a little bit longer and I don't necassarily think it works as spoken word but I'm proud of it all the same.  It's about my struggles with anxiety and panic attacks that I had as a teenager and how overcoming them is a super long and ongoing process, but I'm getting there.  Hope you enjoy!  “Hello old friend” She calls out to the thing in the dark. “It’s been a long time since I saw you last” The thing, as usual, does not respond. But that’s okay. She’s used to doing all the talking anyway. “How have you been? I’ve been doing much better without you here But I guess that’s to be expected” The thing in the dark nods knowingly towards her shaking hands and tapping feet She moves over on the bathroom floor and pats the space next to her “Why don’t you sit a while? “I think you and I are going to be here for a long time tonight We might as well be comfortable”...

 Hello! This is the first poem I ever wrote that I was happy with!  It's about growing up queer and not coming to terms with it until you're a little bit older and can look back and spot the signs.  12 I am sat in the canteen At our usual Table number six. With a small group of girls talking about boys That they wish would notice them. They ask me who I’ve got my eye on So I join in the charade And mention a name of a boy in the year above Table number four. I blush and they giggle All of us worry-free as having crushes when we’ve not yet learned subtlety is the biggest problem our young selves face. And I tell myself that I’m not lying when I say I have no other puzzles to solve. That the creeping feeling that something’s Wrong Isn’t there. I turn behind me and wonder for how long I can get away with staring at table number 3. At the pretty French braids that I wish would notice my neat ponytail.   13 I am manning the stall ...

  Hello! I thought I'd start off with a little introductory post before I post any of my work.  I'm Caitlin, I'm 21 and I live in Scotland where I'm studying psychology at university.  I've always loved spoken word and performance poetry. I used to go to music festivals all the time as a kid with my mum and dad and I'd always be enthralled by any spoken word poets doing gigs. I'd drag my mum and dad to watch them when I'm sure they would prefer to watch the music they actually paid to see! I would spend hours on YouTube watching Ted Talks and Button Poetry videos of people performing and was so mesmorised at how people could bring their words to life by performing them on stage.  It's always been a dream of mine to write and perform poetry myself one day, but a lack of confidence has always stopped me. I never thought I would be good enough to try it out for myself.  However, the COVID-19 pandemic and the lockdown we've all been faced with as a r...