‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, just me and my cat?! The stockings were hung by the bookcase with care, But I hadn’t moved; I was glued to my chair. The deadlines loomed close, like a cloud overhead, While writers block nonsense danced ’round in my …
He was waiting by the bus stop at the edge of the forest. Brow furrowed against the rain and fists clenched. A drifter perhaps. There were many in these parts. Did he know there was no bus? There hadn’t been since it all happened. The number 29 she used to take before the forest filled …
Kozani Storm – a poem written by Charli (TikTok coming soon!) The storm rolled in from the north Chasing leaves and soaking the dry earth Charcoal clouds flustered the city With its ice creams and tanned limbs A row of bright parakeets and their cocktails Fluttered inside. And then the splodgy hot raindrops. Slow at …
“I do so crave oblivion” she sighed The softness of gin induced murmurings and the dead sleep that followed. Head swimming in endless charcoal skies Limbs kicking out against velvet nothing. Both enchanting and free dancing on the North Shore pier Glass filled and hair cool in the late summer air. “There you can be …
The neon dream spluttered on the high crane. A letter D too large in the chalky morning sky. And the moon full on the empty sea. She gazed upwards mesmerised by the glare. Dream, Ream, Dream, Ream it said. The words reflecting on her skin, a translucent branding. The metal transformer blinked. She widened her …
I studied the brilliant Sylvia Plath at university and this is one of my favourite extracts from The Bell Jar. It deserves to be revived so here is my TikTok reading. Original text below: @charlisaysAn extract from The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. Read by ##charlisays ??? ♬ original sound – Charli Day I saw …
@charlisaysEnter Spring is my latest poem. ??? #p#oetry #w#riterslife #w#riting #w#riting #s#pring #p#oetryreading♬ Vivaldi Spring – All Night Sleeping Songs to Help You Relax Enter spring with yellow daisies Peeking through the soft green grass Narcissus blooming in the meadow Tulips line the old oak path Enter spring with shallows new And swifts and songbirds …
@charlisaysAn Ode To Silence ##charlisays ##amwriting ##writerslife ##writer ##writersoftiktok♬ original sound – Charli Day My silence is delicious. A white noise to drown out thoughts Walls padded and all the while I, enveloped in a creamy hush. Limbs slack sinking into the silver glue That creeps into my hair and fills my ears. A chocolate …
The wire noose grew tighter on Mondays. Holding her head in place, jaw locked and chin taut. A marionette. Eyes staring wide and lashes batting waxy cheeks. They spoke and she listened. Her rebel thoughts crushed. They took them from her in the dark place one by one. Watched the fight leave her and ambivalence …
@charlisaysFind me in the dark place. A short story by Charli. ##writerslife ##amwriting ##darkpoetry ##poetry ##stories ##creepy♬ original sound – Charli Day The clouds clambered heavy in the January sky. Dusty like the heather and just as dense. She was crying in her sleep again And no shaking would wake her from it. He …