Sarah O'Grady

Joined February 2023

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I like to play with words to escape reality. Or at least to try and make sense of it.

Debut Poetry Collection - '12:37' - Available on Amazon

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The Next Stop
My wife died last winter That's what he said to me Now my life is directionless I just travel for the company To see the mums with their little ones
By Sarah O'Grady9 months ago in Poets
FAQs For The Media
I just don't know what you gain From broadcasting their pain Then crying those crocodile tears When the unthinkable becomes real
By Sarah O'Grady10 months ago in Poets
Notable People Who Died in 2024
Why are some lives remembered While others are lost to the embers What makes a life memorable What warrants it monumental
By Sarah O'Grady10 months ago in Poets
The Barbie Movie
What does it mean to be a woman? Is it a blessing? A curse? Does it give you power? An oppressive weight. A purposive gift.
By Sarah O'Grady2 years ago in Critique
‘My Name Is Yara Sulimayah’ -The Kingdom Over The Sea
‘She let out a breath she didn’t realise she was holding.’ A sentence I have read numerous times throughout my reading life and one that I have a secret love for. I often play ‘Where’s Wally’ with this quote, squealing when I come across it in a book.
By Sarah O'Grady2 years ago in Critique
An Ode To Paper
I cut you Yet you don't cry Colour you, draw on you Fold you, make you fly You weigh so little Yet you carry heavy loads
By Sarah O'Grady2 years ago in Poets
Control Alt Delete
Control Alt Delete The power when my fingers and the keyboard meet You control me I control Acts 1, 2 and 3 You make my life a living hell
By Sarah O'Grady2 years ago in Poets
Up Here
We sit up here All tall and proud, To peck and caw At the passing crowd. We perch up here All smug and coy, To screech and scare
By Sarah O'Grady2 years ago in Poets
Her Last Melody
Victoria slid her finger along the gilded edges of the family music box. The smooth cold metal helped to soothe her warring emotions.
By Sarah O'Grady3 years ago in Fiction
The Wheat Field
The wheat brushed her legs as she walked through the field. It was the third time in a week that she had taken this path.
By Sarah O'Grady3 years ago in Fiction
What We See
Windows to the soul. Eyelids, the curtains we close, To shield from the woes.
By Sarah O'Grady3 years ago in Poets
Before She Saw Them
She heard them before she saw them. The thud of their spears on the barren land Stolen belongings of the villagers, no doubt in their hands.
By Sarah O'Grady3 years ago in Poets

Sarah O'Grady

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The Next Stop

FAQs For The Media

Notable People Who Died in 2024

The Barbie Movie

‘My Name Is Yara Sulimayah’ -The Kingdom Over The Sea

An Ode To Paper

Control Alt Delete

Up Here

Her Last Melody

The Wheat Field

What We See

Before She Saw Them

Achievements (5)