Let me hold on
I ask the bay
even though I know
it’s time for him to let me go.
We spent our months
basking in the glow
of sweet summer,
his fingers in mine.
Maybe I thought the sun
would melt them together
so we could stay that way forever.
He could see
when the light slipped sooner
and the air grew thinner
whilst I gripped on tighter,
still caught in a weeping equinox.
But now I let go.
I’ll see you again in the spring
as I fall to his feet.
the pear tree
September brought a gift for the garden
and it rained and rained in celebration. Raised by the hedgerow, fed by the pear tree.
You’re the girl with a thousand freckles
the garden had cried
and the lilacs smell just like your skin.
Planting her promises back into the soil,
she watched her seedlings grow
and vowed to always do so.
But she couldn’t see when they were walked over
by the boy who preferred apples to pears, yet still he snatched the fruit from her tree, down in two bites,
she’d screamed in delight, blindsided
by the smile stuck to his face
and the juice running down his chin.
When he was gone, the garden took her hand
and pips they scattered together
of the pears she’d never shared.
falling out of love
I close my eyes as it hits me,
purring as it slips
from my head and through my legs
and it feels ok when I realise
it’s not your touch.
once, my touch was yours
but now I slip
I bare my body to the water
and it cleanses me
and takes you from me
and tells me I’m whole
as I am.
It was you I loved when I stepped in,
but it’s me as I step out.
Hello, I’m Meg! I’m currently in my second year of studying English Literature in Exeter. I’m from Cornwall, and when I’m at home, I spend all my time at the beach and in the sea. As well as the many summer days I spent reading on the beach, I’ve always loved creative writing, which I’ve been lucky to be able to take modules in this year; after uni, I would love to go into publishing. These poems are inspired by the pain I felt in seeing someone I love go through heartbreak. Thank you!