Poetry

Absent Thoughts by Ritvick Sharma

Where we were and where are we now? There's this question ticking, what to do & how? A disease was out there, Swallowing gullible lives! There was no light of hope, I got only negative vibes... The time wasn't oozing fast, Clock taught me a lot; Help was nowhere, My family held my thoughts. When… Continue reading Absent Thoughts by Ritvick Sharma

Poetry

Shopping Centre by Rebecca Samura

I know it scared you every time our eyes lit up.Little hands reaching for shiny plastic and colourful lights.Can we get it?It hurts you to say no.Others looked on, watching the show.Your self doubts and insecurities magnified by what you thought, they are thinking.We ask again. you say no, again.There is only so long, little… Continue reading Shopping Centre by Rebecca Samura

Advice

Weekly Writing Prompt #65

‘Shallow’ [Definition: of little depth.] Every week, Forever Endeavour is here to give you a word, picture or song lyric to ignite your imagination and get you writing your next piece. Whether it propels you back to a vivid memory or sparks a whole new narrative or idea, challenge yourself and see where this prompt… Continue reading Weekly Writing Prompt #65

Poetry

I’m scared when I’m not in love by Sophia Georghiou

I’ve forgotten what to do with my body when no one is watching. I think about inviting the man on the sixth floor to share the skyline with me, but he doesn’t exist. I sit crossed legged by the window and stare out at a dormant city, a reset video game, I can’t be bothered… Continue reading I’m scared when I’m not in love by Sophia Georghiou

Poetry

Trees for small gardens by Darcy Isla

I name my babieseven though I cannot keep themalready they arecalling to Triassic queenspruned pink perfectionblowing kisses at my windowon the breath of springbreaking bark and splitting eartht o lea v e mm eDecaisnea fargesiiwatchpost of the patchoutlier of the gardenstands tall to cold and diseasesomewhere else nowFicus carica Babitsself fertile Figdoes not need her… Continue reading Trees for small gardens by Darcy Isla

Advice

Weekly Writing Prompt #63

'Warpath' [Definition: a hostile or confrontational course of action.]Every week, Forever Endeavour is here to give you a word, picture or song lyric to ignite your imagination and get you writing your next piece. Whether it propels you back to a vivid memory or sparks a whole new narrative or idea, challenge yourself and see… Continue reading Weekly Writing Prompt #63

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Weekly Writing Prompt #62

'Scorch' [Definition: burn the surface of (something) with flame or heat; (of a person or vehicle) move very fast.] Every week, Forever Endeavour is here to give you a word, picture or song lyric to ignite your imagination and get you writing your next piece. Whether it propels you back to a vivid memory or… Continue reading Weekly Writing Prompt #62

Poetry

Invisible by Luka (Aged 9) | Black History Month Celebration

While we don't usually publish children's writing, Luka's mum, Sally, got in touch with this poem which we thought was fantastic. Luka's poem is about what it feels like to be Black. https://videopress.com/v/j8AMnGb5?preloadContent=metadata Here and there everywhereBut I’m invisibleI’m invisibleHappy, sad; angry, madBut I’m invisibleI’m invisibleView the world, just once like meAnd then you’ll see… Continue reading Invisible by Luka (Aged 9) | Black History Month Celebration

Advice

Weekly Writing Prompt #61 | Black History Month 2020

Image by Grace Cox-Rawnsley ~ @francesca_grace1 & gracecoxrawnsley@gmail.com [Image description: A person walks through a field of wheat. The person presents themselves in female clothing of a silky, cream dress and large, luxurious white, fur-style coat. They hold a pink umbrella over their shoulder but it is not raining. They arwe wearing striking but dark… Continue reading Weekly Writing Prompt #61 | Black History Month 2020

Poetry

‘Black and British’? by Dayna Francis | Black History Month Celebration

‘Black and British’ should not be a thing,It should be you, me, him, her, them and they,But people look to your colour and country for your story,And assume they realise your inner glory. It is why some people call me the other black girl’s name,I shake my head and correct them nicely but they do… Continue reading ‘Black and British’? by Dayna Francis | Black History Month Celebration