Strings Poem

Hello! Today I am going to be sharing a short poem with you- I hope you enjoy it!


When night came,

A heavy blackness

Hid the sun,

Smothering wisps of white,

Obscuring rays of light.


Children were afraid

of the rigid dark

The dark. The dark that would not leave


So God plucked out

handfuls of light

Hanging them along the sky

Strings of stars began

to illuminate the night


Thank you!

Love, Sydney


Wonderland Poem


I hope you enjoy today’s poem- ‘Wonderland’.

Cartwheeling fairies prance over the river,

Scattering fairy dust like golden glitter,

Swimming and racing along with the fish,

Whilst using their magic to grant me a wish.


Willow trees on the bank begin to shiver

as wind blows through the month of September.

Dandelions swaying along with the breeze,

Butterflies soaring together with bees.


Glowing eyes perched on top of a tree-

a white toothy grin emerges with glee.

Blue caterpillar eating a red mushroom,

puffing a pipe, emitting smoke rings of doom.


This way and that way, hop over the spring,

Hear the melodic bluebirds and sparrows sing.

Amber sun starting to set, time flew away,

leaving me breathless at the end of the day.


Thank you!

Love, Sydney


Liebster Award- Questions!

Hey guys! Today I thought I could just answer the questions I asked at the end of the Liebster award post. I don’t think anybody will answer them so I might as well.


  1. What character would you like to be your boy/girl friend?                                                         I would like Simon Lewis from ‘The Mortal Instruments’ to be my boyfriend. He is so adorable and funny. If he looked like Robert Sheehan in real life then that would be great or Alberto Rosende! They both bring Simon to life so well and I love him as a character because he’s so enthusiastic and loyal.
  2. Do you read any classics, and if so what is your favourite classic book?                Recently I’ve been trying to read more classic books and now I’ve been giving a reading list at school with lots of great classic books on there so I hope to read them soon. My favourite classic book so far (bearing in mind I’ve read hardly any) is ‘Wuthering Heights’ by Emily Brontë although I still haven’t finished it!
  3. What poem got you into poetry? If you don’t have one, what is your opinion on ‘Because’ by James Franco?                                                                                                      Funnily enough, ‘Because’ by James Franco is the poem that got me into poetry. It isn’t a real stand out poem, but it was the first poem I read that was honest and cut to the chase.
  4. Are there any books that you are desperate to be made into movies?                            Definitely my top five books: ‘The Kissing Booth’, ‘Soulmates’, ‘Love Like the Movies’, ‘The Sky is Everywhere’ and ‘I’ll Give You the Sun’. I bet there’d be loads of gorgeous men in there (just saying!). I think the film rights have been sold for Soulmates and I’ll Give You the Sun! I have always said Famous in Love would be a totally awesome movie and I think it is being turned into a TV series. I would prefer it as a movie, but it would still be cool as a TV series.
  5. What is the shortest book you’ve ever read?                                                                                 I can’t be completely sure on this, but my Auntie has these little Felicity Wishes books that are really small and cute- so probably one of those.
  6. If you could only take three things to a desert island, would you bring a book with you? Why/why not?                                                                                                                             No I wouldn’t, because if I was bored I could make coconut bikinis and I would rather bring water, food and a tent there so I could survive. I don’t need a book, I could use logs to make a fire.
  7. Do you have any friends that deserve to have a book written about? What would it be about? (If all your friends are really boring then what book would you write about yourself?)                                                                                                                                                     I have a lot of interesting friends. To be honest, I’d rather write about myself because obviously I know myself and it’s hard to imagine kissing scenes about your friend. If I had to, I would write about my best friend because I probably know her the best out of anybody I know. We have a lot in common too. I’ve always said one of my other friends is very writeable because she has such a complex personality as well.
  8. Do you remember the first proper book you ever read i.e. Chapters, one hundred pages or so? If you can’t remember what was your favourite childhood book?            The first proper book I read was ‘Twin Tales’ by Jacqueline Wilson. I remember my Dad reading this to my sister and I when he got in from work. After that I read every single Jacqueline Wilson book as well as the Rainbow Fairies books.
  9. Is there a certain genre that you will never read?                                                               Horror, crime, war… most things that aren’t romantic, dystopian or a good YA book. I’ve read books before with no romance in and actually really enjoyed them. I’m definitely not into gruesome things though.

I was struggling to answer the two questions I missed, but I’ll try to answer them in another post some time.

Love, Sydney

Water For Eyes Poem


The next poem in my eyes series is about my uncle. I don’t feel as if I know my uncle well enough to write a poem about him so I chose write about the colour of his eyes instead of what I see when I look at his eyes. His eyes remind me of the sea so essentially this is a poem about the sea.

Water For Eyes

Starfish gather on the ocean floor,

Splaying all five arms across the sand,

Where seaweed sways to and fro,

Tangling with hidden sea horses.


Hermit crabs scuttle from shell to shell,

Discarding beauties that will wash ashore,

To be found by collectors of pretty things,

Who will disperse them amongst the grass.


Turtles gather, swimming in harmony,

Whilst dolphins leap through the waves

Catching the last of the sun-

As it disappears into the night.


At night still the sharks are chasing

Little fish swirling in their shoal.

Electric eels zinging quickly

Through the electric darkness.


That is the ocean.


Love, Sydney

Groovy baby Poem


This next poem is part of my ‘eyes’ series and is about Jack Johnson who is a rapper and my inspiration. It upsets me how some people only like Jack Gilinsky not Jack AND Jack. I wanted express how amazing he is! I don’t think this is such a problem anymore as people are treating them more equally now!

Groovy baby

So, tell me where you’re from

Tell me your name.

You look like a nice boy,

Mother’s would love- except mine.

My mother loves Gilinsky,

I’ve trained her well.


Are you a ‘geek’?

Not quite-

With the times.

A shadow blocked out.

By the hot one,

Your best friend,

His name’s Gilinsky.


In fact,

You’re the chilliest-

The most philosophical

Of all the people

I’ve seen before,

And you’re pretty,

Pretty damn smart.


I hate when people,

Push you away,

Ignore your brilliance,

Crop you out.

There’s more than one

Jack in Jack and Jack.

You’re groovy baby.


Love, Sydney

Lost at Sea Poem

Today’s poem is part of a series I wrote on ‘eyes’. This one is about Jack Gilinsky who became famous for being a viner and is now more well known for being a singer. When I first met Jack and looked into his eyes I felt so euphoric because I’d waited so long for that moment and in this poem I describe all of the things I felt (cheesy, I know!).

Lost at Sea

Rainbows crisscrossing the sky,

Knitting a warm quilt,

Bursting with every colour-

Colours no one human can see,

Mixing with drops of rain

Rain that floods the world

Ripping trees from their roots

Cracking the earth.

Unleashing a jar of unknowns,

Roaring through the universe

Twisting the stars

Changing Everything.


Angels rejoicing above us

Sweet melodic voices singing.

Buckets of glitter fall,

Upon a field of pink and orange.

Time is reversing-

Bringing dinosaurs back to life.

We race on mammoths,

Our laughter crumbling mountains

Of sugar and candy canes,

Melting into golden puddles of

Lakes filled with diamonds-

Piercing the heavy sheets of black.


Tsunamis pound the shores,

Destroying grain upon grain of sand,

Crushing cruel jagged rocks,

Making millions of hearts race,

Widening the people’s eyes.

Escaping treacherous waves,

Barely clinging to our lives,

Leaping from cloud to cloud,

Dancing on only air,

Kicking wind across the nation.

Caught in the eye of the storm,

Screaming with exhilaration.


That’s what it feels like,

To look into your eyes.


Thank you for reading!

Love, Sydney

Your favourite things Poem

Hello! In honour of my best friend’s birthday I am sharing a poem with you that I wrote to cheer her up. It can also be sung to the tune of ‘My favourite things’.

Your favourite things

Nash Grier’s snapchats and tweetings on Twitter,

Young orange hunter and Sky’s baby sitter.

Life of the Party and Show you and Strings,

These are a few of your favourite things.


Cameron’s safe cuddles and warm chocolate eyes.

Vines and Youtube Videos with the guys.

The way JJ raps and Gilinsky he sings,

These are a few of your favourite things.


‘Friends’ marathon whilst you eat some maltesers,

Chinese takeaways eating your prawn crackers.

An angel called Sydney with massive white wings,

These are a few of your favourite things.


When Nash he cries, when Cam don’t ring,

When you’re feeling sad.

Just simply remember your favourite things

And then you won’t feel so bad.


Love, Sydney