I recently submitted this poem and article to Kiloran Mag, based upon the theme of ‘The Past’. I wanted to also share it on here, and ask anyone who comes across the Kiloran to read through, and witness all of the creativity shared within the issue by an array of talented people. (

Our bodies were a river

Flowing through one another
Crashing, rippling and thrashing in
Furious passion;
Until the tides ceased,
Along with the passion.
Leaving the vast ocean of my heart
Miserably still and silent.
Will there ever be another glorious storm?

Although the nature of this metaphorical poetry may portray this particular love as an object of envy, I can conclude that upon reflection of this past relationship, it is not. I wrote this poem over two years ago, after a break up with the first person I had ever loved. The “Crashing, rippling and thrashing” described, were the symptoms of a doomed, emotionally manipulative relationship stemming from both individuals. Romanticism of the past is an element of life that we can all admit to being guilty of. However, when it comes to love and relationships- particularly among young people- this is something which should not be taken lightly. All poets, from Duffy to Kaur, are culprits of this common tendency, yet this had not become aware to me until after rediscovering my own thoughts. Lies, deceit and a lack of trust weaved their way through this specific relationship, however my poem depicts a loving relationship in which passion is the primary drive. These contradictory viewpoints, both from myself, highlight the worrying significance of romanticising the past, and how it can be threatening to your perception of the world, along with the relationships which surround you.

The fact of the matter is that there never has been “another glorious storm”; there has been beaming sunlight, intercepted by a few instances of rain, making the beams even more worthwhile. This therefore recognises the belief that something brighter is always coming, and romanticism of the past can do nothing but distort your views of the future.

Beth X


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