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Writer's pictureSerren Kassa
Apr 20, 20181 min read

The Cloudless Sky: Blue

A cloudless sky. It’s been a while Since the expanse above stretched endlessly blue, No wisp of cloud or mark in sight, Just blue, Light blue: Azure.

How long has it been since the sky glowed like this? Pure, Not grey, Not musty, Not white and covered So that we cannot see what lies above- Just a blanket of cloud and white.

But not today. Today: A veil of blue, So high that it feels we could never touch it, Never reach it, Never pass it. Stretching on forever, Always just out of reach and ever further, Unlike the clouds we know and see each day that cover and smother us closely- Confining, Blocking, Hiding the pure expanse from view.

But not today. This cloudless sky- It has been a while Since this blue.

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Writer's pictureSerren Kassa
Apr 3, 20181 min read

She Dances with the Breeze

Updated: Apr 15

Today I have been thinking about the spring, waiting eagerly for it to appear full bloom, bringing with it warmth, sunshine, and beautiful growth.

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She Dances with the Breeze

She dances with the breeze, This friend of mine, Eyes radiant with the joy of life, Of music; This melody that enchants her heart And my vision As I watch from my place beneath the sun.


If there were leaves, I believe they would dance with her. Twisting around her on an unseen spiralling air current. It would not surprise me had she conjured this summer air herself, From the pure bliss in her soul as she circles the trees.


Does fabric tumble like that? I’d never known. Flickering in the air and around her feet, Her legs, Her shoulders…


This smile- When did it look so bright as now? It fills her face, her being, And then mine too as I smile with her, As I look at her dancing amongst the sun and sky With this hidden music unique to only her, Pulsing within her heart and her spirit And thus letting her dance with the breeze- With an unparalleled ease.


Skipping, turning, jumping, swaying; Enchanting my sight as I swear to commit this To eternal memory: My friend, As she dances with the breeze.


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Writer's pictureSerren Kassa
Mar 16, 20181 min read

The Orange Ball that the Mermaids Took Part 2

So my friend was wondering if I could write a part two of The Orange Ball that the Mermaids Took, as she wanted to share it with her KS1 class and wondered what would happen next in the poem, perhaps on the girl’s next visit the mermaids would give her something in return…

The young girl sat by her bedroom window, Eyes watching the sea through the glass- Trying to see the mermaids play with her ball, Wondering if they’d play above water at all.

She couldn’t wait when that weekend came, Running ahead as they went to the beach. She stared for the glow of orange on grey-blue water, And saw nothing but foaming waves rush towards her.

So, she decided to explore the little rock pools, Hoping to find brightly coloured starfish and crabs, She heard a strange splash from the ocean behind her, And turned to see shimmering green flop back into water.

There, lying on the rock next to the disappearing ripples Was a special gift straight from the sea: A necklace of smooth stones and colourful shells, with a special stone shaped like a pearl but the colour of the sun.

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