Heather Rodwell : Writing

Cleaning Day

Cleaning Day

A Poem by Heather Rodwell


I wrote this 10 seconds ago (Needless to say I'm currently cleaning my shower)
The Circle of Life

The Circle of Life

A Poem by Heather Rodwell


Not too sure, haven't read it, just wrote it now. Look and see for yourself.
Freeze

Freeze

A Poem by Heather Rodwell


Cold sensations crawling up your spine
Why

Why

A Poem by Heather Rodwell


The questions we ask ourselves
Hearts Deceit

Hearts Deceit

A Poem by Heather Rodwell


When one follows the path their heart takes, they can get very lost. I just wrote this now. It has no specific meaning to me whatsoever.
Massacre of Man

Massacre of Man

A Poem by Heather Rodwell


Whoops, this is not a poem. It's a portion of a story never to be finished. Enjoy this section. There is no more. Children and sceptics leave immediat..
Desire

Desire

A Poem by Heather Rodwell


Not for the faint hearted
Deep and Meaningless

Deep and Meaningless

A Poem by Heather Rodwell


This is somewhat thought prokoving. Pour yourself a glass of wine, sit back and read this slowly and thoroughly. Then comment.
Dying

Dying

A Poem by Heather Rodwell


This was initially meant to be an emo break up poem, but my imagination took over (thank god) and now it's an awesome mysterious poem for all emo's an..
The Beautiful Obliteration of Life

The Beautiful Obliteration of Life

A Poem by Heather Rodwell


This is a smokers only zone. Only you folk know this feeling. It's an awe inspiring feeling when all's good with a smoke in hand.