Hannah Hebditch Poems
- Broken Girl I cradled your lifeless figure in my ...
- Colour Me Red Stop, don’t tell me About the shining gemstone...
- You'Re Losing Me Tough times never hurt like these When all ...
- Dancing To Ambitions Ballet shoes strike the wooden floor, ...
- What If Im Not Okay What if I told you I’ve got a bruised ...
- What I Never Understood I never understood why you held so ...
- Life Of A Flower Flowers searching with seedless ...
I'm Hannah Hebditch and im a dancer and also a writer. I'm fourteen years old and I come from south Australia. I've always loved to write but it used to be mainly short stories, I never even thought of writing poetry. But one year ago when I found out I could be moving house I decided to write a poem for all my friends and other people I would miss, that's how it started. I've been writing poetry for a little bit over a year now and have realised over time that there is so much more to it than just words on a page. It's a huge part of my life and I hope to someday find a publishing company. more »
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Comments about Hannah Hebditch
I cradled your lifeless figure in my arms
Smeared blood across my fingers as I
Stroked your porcelain skin and
Dark hair back over your glassy eyes
I’m afraid now, I was always afraid
When you visited home, you could barely move
You used to lay collapsed on the wooden floorboards
Closed eyes, without a smile
I was never sure whether to pry open
Your eyelids that were jammed shut so tightly
Or leave you thrown there
Your back arched over legs, head fallen
Kind of like the doll I threw out when
I was little, hideous thing it was
Oh though ...