In bright azure skies,
Floating cloud of coloured silk
Boasts beautiful views.
Emma H, age 26, 01/09/2017
Why is it that I find my muse
In heartbreak, grief and sadder news?
In melancholic reflection,
In festering fears and rejection?
Perhaps because I’ve naught to lose
In poems that reveal my blues,
And at my deepest, darkest lows
I find relief in rhyme and prose;
Releases pain and sets me free.
Emma Hyde, age 26, 04/01/2017
Happy Throwback Thursday, and more importantly, National Poetry Day! I am soon to go off on my first proper holiday in over a year, so I thought I would get in the sun-chasing mood by reposting my poem dedicated to the gorgeous Andalusian city of Seville. Enjoy!